[ He smiles, the look on his face far too charming and obviously practiced. It's the smile he uses on admins when he needs a favour, one that silently promises something more.
He takes the spot next to her on the bed, settling down gently onto the mattress. She can do what she wants with the bottle. It gets magically refilled by the maids here, anyway, and he doesn't plan on getting blackout drunk tonight. Doesn't like sleeping drunk, and doesn't like drinking too much whisky if he's not trying to drown some sort of temper. You have to work off the calories later. ]
Give me your hand. [ He nods to the one he's just bandaged, placing his glass on the floor by his feet. ]
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[ He smiles, the look on his face far too charming and obviously practiced. It's the smile he uses on admins when he needs a favour, one that silently promises something more.
He takes the spot next to her on the bed, settling down gently onto the mattress. She can do what she wants with the bottle. It gets magically refilled by the maids here, anyway, and he doesn't plan on getting blackout drunk tonight. Doesn't like sleeping drunk, and doesn't like drinking too much whisky if he's not trying to drown some sort of temper. You have to work off the calories later. ]
Give me your hand. [ He nods to the one he's just bandaged, placing his glass on the floor by his feet. ]