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“Not gonna lie, this kind of just tastes like any other alcohol does… ass.” He looks up from his glass and chuckles lightly at the other. A smile forms at the corner of his lips as he takes another sip anyway. “I don’t know if you know this about me but I’m more of a fruity drinks kind of guy. And I honestly have no shame.” Talon places the glass down and turns in his seat to face the bar top, resting his elbows on the sticky surface.
"well, i don’t think that’s a shameful thing to admit. fruity drinks are delicious, but the most dangerous. and all that sugar doesn’t exactly help with the hangover the next day, but hey, at least you enjoyed what you were drinking.” she’s knocking back a sip of her own bright pink, strawberry garnished beverage. “my dad is a beer guy. i remember, on my sixteenth birthday he let me have a sip at dinner. it tasted like rotten soda.” she looks back on the memory fondly, nose scrunching at the thought of the taste. “well, to fruity drinks that get us fucked up.” toby lifts her glass in an attempt to cheers the rim of his.














