Georgina huffed a laugh at his answer. Classic Humphrey. She rolled her eyes at his question, taking another long drag of her stupid cigarette instead of answering. She hated everything right now and it was taking every last scrap of her newfound self-control to not completely implode or worse, explode. That was how other people got hurt. How enlightened was she, right? She needed a healthy unhealthy vice... "This party fucking sucks, Humphrey."
With that, she stamped out the last of her cigarette and turned her attention to him instead. The look she gave him spelled trouble with a capital 'T'. "Is that your only bad habit?"
Dan wasn't sure who had actually enjoyed this party, whatever the idea behind it was had been lost by now. Something was off with Georgina, he knew that, but he honestly didn't have it in him to try to figure it out. Maybe if he was a little more sober, he would be a better friend to her. "I picked that up. I hoped it was better for you than me."
He looked at her, narrowing his eyes at the question. "I have plenty, why are you looking to misbehave?" He hadn't meant it to come out that way. But there was definitely a flirty edge to it.





















