After finding out the guy he was talking to had slept with his sister, Oscar had to find a way to make a break for it. It was just too weird and he wasn’t in the mood to explain why the twins were not interested in a threesome with him. Some people in Thorn Haven were wild, and much wilder than the witch had ever been. He slipped into a spot at the bar a little to fast and knocked a glass to the floor. Luckily the cold drink splashed down his dark jeans rather than on the man who seemed to be the owner of it. “Aw shit, I’m sorry. Let me buy you another drink to replace it,” he offered, already pulling a few notes from his back pocket for the bartender.
for: @oldblxxd
It wasn’t often that Draven frequented the bar scene but he’d been bored and had a craving for the taste of alcohol. Sitting at the bar he sipped slowly on the whiskey in his glass as his green eyes scanned slightly crowded room. Setting his glass down near the edge of the bar his eyes watched a male to his left completely unaware of the male that came bolting in from the right until he heard the glass hit the floor. “It’s fine - you don’t need to do that, it was half empty anyway. Plus it’s not like it’s going to get me drunk anyway - I was mostly just wanting the taste of it.”














