Who: Bryce Nast and Dorian Pavus What: Actually getting along When: Tuesday evening Where: The Three Broomsticks Warnings: None Status: Closed/On-going
This was a whole different brand of magic and Bryce was utterly fascinated by it.
Well, at the moment he was drinking soundly. But when he wasn't doing that, he was utterly fascinated.
At the moment, though, he was sitting there and drinking... well, he wasn't sure what it was, entirely, but he'd been assured it wasn't going to poison him. That was good enough for him at the moment. He'd live dangerously later.
Or right now, considering he'd just seen Dorian walk into the pub. Dorian, who he was still more than mildly afraid of and who he was very much convinced didn't like him. Which was odd, he'd never cared before if anyone liked him or not. That'd always been Sean's thing. But right now? He was very much concerned with whether or not his brother's boyfriend liked him.
And so, when everything in his body was screaming not to, he lifted a hand in greeting. "Hey."