02-08-2024, 04:23 AM
"You win. You win." He laughed, feigning a bow. "Fuck practice. You should geta medal for doing that with a straight face." He took another swig of his beer, still trying to rid himself of the taste. "Why would you willingly do that to yourself? There's gotta be nicer ways to forget your day." He could already feel the heat in his freckled cheeks. He wasn't a light-weight by any means, but he never could hide the effects booze had on him. It was probably the booze that allowed the next words to be said aloud.
"Oh I can definitely think of a better way to pass the evening." He tapped his shot glass on the counter--stunned that he'd actually said it, and 100% waiting to be punched directly in the face. "But bourbon works too."
"Oh I can definitely think of a better way to pass the evening." He tapped his shot glass on the counter--stunned that he'd actually said it, and 100% waiting to be punched directly in the face. "But bourbon works too."