Re: quicklog: motel - adrian/ren
"It's horrible," he confirmed, without missing a beat. "It's where most people give up. I understand why. I learned to like it. It's hard to like." He smiled a little.
The beer was a nice, pale saison, beautiful lacing on the glass, slightly fruity and sour. Adrian let it linger on his tongue. "I don't know," he said. He met Ren's eye. His gaze was clear, and dark. "I think it might be time to try something new. Time to move on." His look grew a little distant. He blinked, and it was gone again. "Ren, do you like me?"