Who: @wae-teeth Where: Let’s go to the beach beach It had to be a little passed midnight at this point, although no matter how hard or long he stared up at the sky he couldn’t see the moon. Probably didn’t help that he’d been drinking, and it absolutely didn’t help that he was very much distracted with the blowjob he was getting. It didn’t last very long however, since they were out in public and right beside a bar they were quickly shooed away like a couple of raccoon’s each running their separate ways. Val working on getting his pants buckled back up while stumbling onto the beach. “fucking hell.” he mumbled; however in his native tongue of Czech. “Whatever, he wasn’t any good anyway.” Walking along the bank, or somewhat stumbling - he wasn’t totally drunk (that was way too expensive for a werewolf) but he was tipsy enough and now craving a cigarette.
“Oy!” he called out to a figure (he hoped it was a person and not just like a statue or sign. He was pretty sure it moved), one if not the only other person out there at this time of night. In the most American accent he could muster up he cleared his throat and said. “Got a cigarette?” As he got closer he realized that yes, this was a person, and also it was a vampire. Immediately the lycan covered his mouth and nose. “I’m sorry - uh still would bum a cigarette off you if you got one though.” but kept his distance.
