"Right, how about we get some proper food in you first then?" Adrian ordered for him, not about to listen to any possible protests. He ordered starchy foods, all the better to soak up the alcohol, and shied away from anything greasy. Toast, potato scones, things of that nature.
"Supposed to be used to what exactly?" Adrian queried, as he had a bit of tomato.
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