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alex eyes them hesitantly, opening his mouth to answer their question when they’re quick to keep speaking…and don’t stop for another few minutes, and once they finally do, he raises a brow and waits for a second to see if they’ll do it again before actually speaking up this time. “…right…sounds to me like you might need something strong for…all of that.” he gestures vaguely at the…everything about them, but he wouldn’t lie, there was something about the other that also reminded him a little bit of riley so he decided to play nice this time, or, well…his version of nice. “…i’ll see what she’s having and send her another and say it’s on you.” he decides, gesturing to the girl they had mentioned with a tilt of his head. “that way she’ll come to you and i’ll make something to help with…the rest of that.” he makes a face as he says the last bit but it’s not as biting as it usually is.
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“Strong? I don’t know, I don’t drink a lot...” Melody was afraid if they had too much, they’d make a fool of themself. An even bigger fool than usual. They’d rather take it slow, but he also might’ve been right. They needed to get completely out of their head. “You would?” Their eyes lit up, stealing a glance in her direction before looking back at him. “That would be so cool! Oh, gosh, do you think she’ll actually come over here? And talk to me?” That would be the point, right? But the idea of being approached in thanks, they probably wouldn’t even be able to form words if they didn’t relax at least a little. That would be completely embarrassing . Even more so with a witness. “Gosh. Okay. On second thought, maybe I do need something strong.”












