@cinnenora said i don't like to beg, but... please.
tyler raises his eyebrows at her halfhearted please. better than nothing, he supposes. although, it came off more like forced etiquette than actual begging. “alright, alright,” he says, grabbing a bottle of light rum to prepare a blue hawaii for her. “no need to twist my arm.” once he’s mixed all the appropriate ingredients and poured it into a glass, he pushes it toward her. “oh, wait,” he steps away to grab a mini umbrella before popping it in the beverage. “ta-da,” he says, voice deadpan and unenthusiastic.










