[ The nyuh noise is very undignified, so not sexy, and devoid of patience for this place's bullshit. August is about to be the scapegoat for a healthy dose of sass and sarcasm when the offer of whiskey suddenly makes him a lot more interesting. ]
God, yes. Thanks.
[ Hunched over with a hand on her knee, she extends her arm to take the bottle. She rinses her mouth and spits, then straightens up to drink it proper. ]
Thanks. [ Excuse the burp and pathetic sigh. ] Do you know what they're doing in there?
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God, yes. Thanks.
[ Hunched over with a hand on her knee, she extends her arm to take the bottle. She rinses her mouth and spits, then straightens up to drink it proper. ]
Thanks. [ Excuse the burp and pathetic sigh. ] Do you know what they're doing in there?