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Christopher Summers (chrisss) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"The war...?" He asked, but when she seemed so intent on not discussing it, he nodded and gave her a concerned look before letting her change the subject. She was even smiling. "I won't hurry anywhere, you're stuck with me, but you know on another occasion you're going to tell me all about this, right?"

She gave him her drink and he smirked at her, "Thank you," he took a polite sip of the firewhiskey before his third drink was brought to him and he returned the glass to her. "And why is that the first time someone's sad that to you in a bit? Every time I see you, you make me happy." He leaned in, sure by now his breath smelled like bourbon, but not worried. "Do I cheer you up when you see me?" he asked, giving her a mischevious smile, like they were the only ones in the room.