Now I'm sure that it's true
Briefly, perhaps inevitably, Koa's thoughts flash to another individual who hadn't gotten drunk before they met, and were he a more introspective lad he might have wondered if he wasn't the problem after all. Luckily for the young Dragoon, his ego is far too inflated for that, and is happy to clap Jude's shoulder in excitement at being the one to pop this particular cherry, ready for the haze of alcohol to chase off dreams of a silver gaze.
"Don't you worry my little lamb, I know a perfect place for your first time." And, yes, he winks.
It's not a lie, either. After securing the kebabs Koa ducks into a corner store, emerging with a six pack of craft ciders - and a bottle of whisky for himself. Through quiet streets and narrow lanes Koa leads the younger man, until they are in a residential area- his residential area, in fact. But it isn't inside that Koa takes him; no, the Dragoon leads Jude around the back of their small house, over the fence into their yard, where a bonafide treehouse awaits.
"We used to sneak up there when our parents were asleep," Koa explains, voice muffled as he hunts for something in the underbrush. A bucket, which he proceeds to dump the drinks into. "Had a whole pulley system set up. Not sure what shape it's in now - my sister's the engineer, not me."
and I'm nothing like you
