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@milosamuels
I like the second option better. Especially if it involves seeing more of you and that smile of yours. And now garcon, another shot please? I promise I’ll behave.
I like it better when you don't behave, but don't tell anyone that. I could get in a lot of trouble for serving you right now, but if we're making secrets, I have one to tell, too. I think you're very beautiful. My smile will go away if you don't tell me your name.
I’m floating through the night on a red eye
"It’s probably only a good idea for males."
"I don't think so. I think it's a great idea for women, too. They deserve to be appreciated just as much. Has no one ever told you that?"
"I could be a chef, you know. My pasta is so delicious. I should improve my newest skill."
"Try to make some oysters next. I hear they're aphrodisiacs. Well, I know they are."
"Fuck settlin’ down. Who wants to fuckin’ settle down? Life is meant for three things: food, fightin’, and fuckin’," Simon said with a grin.. "And if you do it right, you can do all three at once."
Milo liked the way this man thought. "Well, I'm not one for eating while enjoying myself, though I do see how those two are similar. Fighting has no place in sex. I don't see how that's enjoyable, but to each his own. A party is a party either way," he said, his brow raising. "Are you sure I can't see those love books?
Ah but that’s all I am, isn’t it. A thing. You’re going to have to give me a lot more than a few shots of vodka and a sweet smile to have me be yours, Sweets. Oh but alcohol is so definite. Art is subjective and sex…well sex rarely lets me down, but is a temporary fix nonetheless.
My smile, sweet? What a compliment. If you want something more permanent, you've got to confront your problem and face your fears, I think. At least that's what I've read online. If you're feeling lazy, just pop open a bottle and have a good time. It's much more fun.
Tyler Posey on his motorbike.
"Oh I’m not of drinking age yet, sorry. I’ve never drank before."
"Shame. In the ideal world, there is no drinking age. It's like...someone's constantly giving you a hug and telling you that you're extremely funny and that taking your shirt off is a good idea. It rarely isn't."
I’m just lonely, that’s all. Seeking comfort in alcohol isn’t all that shameful, is it? [sighs] Right then, time to sober up. A glass of water, if you don’t mind?
Oh, no. A pretty thing like you, all alone? If you were mine, I'd never let you out of my sight, you know. Here, just one measly shot to finish off the night--on the house, 'course. There's nothing wrong with a bit of liquid reassurance, but you shouldn't let it dictate your life. There are other sorts of happiness, too. Like art. Or sex.
………
…….excu- uh- what?
I want to be as drunk as you are right now. Are you celebrating something? Here, bud, have another on the house 'til you can form a sentence I can understand.
Um, I think those two should generally remain separate, but I guess in this case it would be pretty fun, no matter how illegal. Would you want to join me if I did it?
You don't know me at all. I could run and tell the cops on you right now for planning to spray people with fire extinguishers. Anyway, I'd have to be completely and utterly blasted to do that, unless you care to drink with me, too.
"Actually this isn’t even alcohol, it’s just water. I’m just really tired."
"Then we need to get you a'drinkin'. What will it be? Anything top shelf? It's worth the extra buck, baby. Promise."
Who me? Drunk? Don’t be silly! I’m just having fun!
I know you are. I wish I was, too, but I have a job, beautiful, and I get in trouble if I keep serving you and you're drunk. Want to play the quiet game with me?
"My hair is nice-looking, isn’t it? People love running their fingers through it. It’s soft. Luscious. Go ahead. Give it a go.”
He wrinkled his nose at the boy’s schpiel about being a better emotional lover. “What the cryin’ fuck does that mean?”
Perpetually buzzed and up to almost anything, Milo stretched his hand out and ran his fingers through his curls. "Nice. I can tell you use Pantene. And, I mean that all of the women I court say I'm too...good and won't settle down. You've got to know what I mean."
I swear to god I’m going to start carrying around a fire extinguisher and pulling it on everyone I see smoking.
That sounds illegal. And fun. Those two usually go hand-in-hand.
"You fancy me, don’t you?" he asked, slipping his cigarette between his lips. "I know you do. I see the way you’re lookin’ at me. Either that, or you need help findin’ a book in this shitty li’l bookstore."
”Somethin’s telling me it’s the first thing, though, and not the second. Am I right? Don’t be embarrassed. Nobody can resist me.”
"That is definitely not why I'm looking at you. Well, partly because your hair is pretty nice looking, and partly because I can't seem to find the books on how to be a better lover. Emotionally," he added quickly, "not physically. No problems with that."
Look, if you can't hold your alcohol, you need to leave the bar. I'm trying to get a raise, and I can't have you knocking out on me. You look like you're ready to pass out already. Do I have to call someone for you?
