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Christopher Summers (chrisss) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"A bit over, you say? I can work with that," he nudged her shoulder with his own and then shrugged out of his leather jacket, leaving him in his scarf and a black t-shirt. "Why such a bad week? Who do I have to hex?" Chris liked Dora, and and he didn't like... well, anyone, really, so he couldn't understand why anyone would cause her annoyance. Especially to the point of ruining her whole week.

Rather than sip his drink like he'd planned when he arrived, he took it down in two big gulps and ordered another round for both of them, "This round's on me," he said, as the bartender put new glasses in front of both of them. "No one should have to be tipsy alone," he said, giving her another bright smile.