Who: Peter Hale and Chris Argent What: Catching Up Where: Bar in the basement When: Evening Warnings: Never can tell, with these two/will update if necessary Status: Closed
Part of Chris wondered what the hell he was doing. He was practically flirting with Peter Hale. Dangerous territory, that. He knew better, and yet he couldn't resist. And now he was meeting the werewolf in the basement bar. Alone, it seemed, because no one else was around. That seemed odd, but whatever. Chris wasn't going to waste too much energy thinking about that.
He stepped behind the bar to fix himself a drink to nurse while he waited for Peter. Of course Peter would show up when Chris was still behind the bar, looking every bit the part of working bartender. He thought it ironic, given their conversation about baristas and bartenders, and Chris' insistence he would be neither.
"I will pour you one drink since I'm back here, after that you're on your own," he told Peter, his eyes bright and twinkling in the light. "So choose wisely,"