This Feeling | Liam & Eva
It was refreshing: these rare moments when Liam Stark and Liam Walters could agree. Neither of them particularly wanted to be here at the Yule Ball, but here he was, all the same.
To Liam Walters, this sort of evening was tiresome: the only real appeal was what might come afterwards. Perhaps he’d leave with a pretty girl on his arm and, if not, he and Roman would go out together, somewhere, and drink the rest of the night away. For Liam Stark, he’d rather be not be at a formal event hosted by the Magnusons (even if it was for charity).
Liam Watlers’ first stop that evening, before even seeking out Roman, was to the bar. He was surprised to see it unmanned. He supposed the bartender must have had to go in the back to get supplies, but whatever the reason, Liam Walters was not a patient man when it came to having his liquor and so he stepped behind the bar himself and poured himself a scotch.
He was about to move on when he saw Eva Magnuson approaching the bar and, as he was never one to pass up a conversation with a Manguson (especially a potentially tipsy one), he stood his ground.
“Looks like your brother doesn’t know how to hold a party,” Liam teased, “I was forced to serve myself,” He smirked, putting down his own glass. “What can I get for you? It’s never too early to start.”