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Chuckling at the man’s response, Mikail didn’t argue it. Though he’d been asking more of what Tig was thinking looking at him not what he was thinking of drinking. “Tequila’s always a good option.” Even if he preferred whisky. Sliding just a bit closer to the brunet, his smirk never faltered, uncaring of the man’s mental stability at the moment. Not like his own brain was ever stable.
"You look like the cat that ate somebody's pet bird, what's the smirk for huh?" Tig's eyes shift from the shot to the man sitting next to him for just a second and then back to the amber liquid. Before the guy can answer, Tig cuts in "I haven't seen you in Charming before."










