❝ THAT’S . . . A LOT OF WINE . ❞ sebastian’s brows hike up his forehead as he reenters the kitchen and witnesses atticus attempt an absolute maddening pour . the glass is nearly filled to the brim , and while sebastian starts out in mock disbelief . . . the humor soon takes over , and he’s chuckling , shaking his head as he nears . ❝ listen , i’m obsessed with wine . you can probably tell by all the terrible quotes i’ve got hanging around in here on the walls and by the wine fridge you nicked that bottle from . but even i don’t . . . i don’t pour a glass that massive , even on a BAD DAY . you sure you’re all right ? ❞ sebastian gives his friend’s shoulder a careful pat when he passes by , on his way to the fridge to gather supplies . ❝ while you drink that , i’ll get us even more fancied up and make a cheese board . a CHARCUTERIE , if you’re fancy . clearly you are , all things considered . ❞ his smile is crooked and charming , filled with mirth thanks to @1nvestigate and his unexpected arrival in london . ❝ i do wish you’d let me know ahead of time you were coming . could’ve been on assignment when you showed up ? COULD HAVE BEEN IN ITALY OR SOMETHING , and you’d just be knocking on my door waiting for nothing . so . . . next time , yeah ? CALL ME ? i’m happy to see you . ❞ with the supplies gathered , he leans forward , elbows on the kitchen counter as he studies his friend . ❝ gonna pour me one , i hope . I’LL HAVE WHATEVER’S LEFT IN THAT BOTTLE , if you even left me some . . . ❞