[By himself! He shrugs; he always seems to find himself in situations where the people who claim to care about him the most are the people who refuse to give him the decency of basic honesty, or engage with him at all. Sure, in this city he's made friends, and a handful of them are weird enough to have his back in an emergency, but... well. Well! The sting of being an inconvenience does linger, despite new circumstances.
Anyway, rum and coke.]
Two ingredients is plenty for me. Usually I settle for just the one.
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Anyway, rum and coke.]
Two ingredients is plenty for me. Usually I settle for just the one.