[to Sips and Sjin]: Times are pretty stressful, right now, what are guys doing to relax?
[Sjin]: “Mm..” he smiles a bit lazily at you as he rests back in a large, poofy chair with a groan “A glass of scotch in my hand and fire place warming my feet” he sighs a bit, before continuing “Times have been rough, you’re absolutely correct…I’ve been shot for Notch’s sake…so I should be able to have my own time, Hm?” with that, he leans his head back, staring at the ceiling above “Just wish I had someone…a lover, to perhaps lift this stress” he mutters, taking a longer than needed sip of the cold beverage “Do me a favour and lock the door on your way out, darlin’…” his tone is wistful, almost sad…













