Amusement tinges his smile as the man pulls his hand away. Expected, but nonetheless amusing. The way he responds to his invitation to drink is where Allen moves in for the kill. Gulping down the smooth whiskey, edible paint-stripper is what Allen calls it, “Oh, this?” he purrs, “Only the best klef-key in Unova! Joseph, gimme a double too!”
“And please, my sweet, call me Allen. What is your name?”
Joseph chuckles, and whips up the drinks, sliding them towards Allen and his drinking partner.
Allen takes the shots like water and eyes his new partner, “So, my sweet,” Here, he takes one final shot into his mouth and plants the liquid directly into his partner’s mouth. “You did say to let you drink first; I’m merely speeding up the process.” Breaking away, he grins and downs a new set of shots.
“Would you like some more?” he purrs, licking his lips, “Because I sure do.”
He awaits the man’s answer and in the meantime, strikes up a conversation with Joseph, who ends it with, “Always the charmer, Mr. Maen?”
“Always,” Allen responds, smiling.
Allen, now sated, heads within. Why was he here in the first place? Right. Mum wanted more money and he refused her. She throws another tantrum, saying that Dad would put him in his place and she wished he’d never been born.
He takes another shot, this time feeling the buzz. His mood dampens considerably until Joseph pats him on the back. “She’s a bitch, Allen, you know that, right?”
“Bitch is an understatement.”
“Ah!” Allen turns to his partner and gazes at him with lidded eyes, “family issues, my sweet, please pay it no heed.”
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