TJ Hammond (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} hammond_tj) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} omega_reality, |
Of all the Hammonds, TJ was probably the one most likely to find strange men just walking up and touching him. It didn't happen often if they actually knew (and were sober enough to remember) who he was. But, at clubs or parties, it wasn't an unusual phenomena, either. So, to suddenly have Kinney leaning on him and speaking into his ear wasn't enough to startle him.
The offer of a beer was enough to get TJ to smile.
From what he'd learned from others, this was definitely the man TJ wanted to get to know around here if he wanted any fun at all. Or anything decent to wear with the tiny stipend they were going to be given. Taking the bottle and cracking it open, he took a long pull from it. Slowly the smile turned into a wicked smirk. "A man who provides."