for 1000 nights i've been a restless soul
"Mm, clever. Harder to lose it, that way." Remi hums darkly, giving his husband's shoulder an affectionate squeeze before disappearing to the bar.
It's true, nothing pairs with what Remi sets down before them aside from bad decisions and alcohol poisoning. Clearly, these drinks are meant for a much younger audience who want all the perks of getting immediately drunk without dealing with the taste. Raising a brow, not knowing if Ronin has offered him the better or worse option, based on the Knight's expression after trying his, Remi is all the more uncertain as he lifts the colourful monstrosity and sniffs at it.
"Smells like lemons." He says under his breath, though given the neon-yellow of the first thing, that isn't all that surprising. Sipping it slowly as if trying to do Flora the courtesy of drinking the cocktail presumably as it was meant to be, he made it only about halfway before nearly gagging and having to set it down. "It's—" Pressing the back of his hand against his lips as if to stop the colours from making a reappearance, he pulls a face and gives his head a shake.
"Fuck me, that's sour."
It's true, nothing pairs with what Remi sets down before them aside from bad decisions and alcohol poisoning. Clearly, these drinks are meant for a much younger audience who want all the perks of getting immediately drunk without dealing with the taste. Raising a brow, not knowing if Ronin has offered him the better or worse option, based on the Knight's expression after trying his, Remi is all the more uncertain as he lifts the colourful monstrosity and sniffs at it.
"Smells like lemons." He says under his breath, though given the neon-yellow of the first thing, that isn't all that surprising. Sipping it slowly as if trying to do Flora the courtesy of drinking the cocktail presumably as it was meant to be, he made it only about halfway before nearly gagging and having to set it down. "It's—" Pressing the back of his hand against his lips as if to stop the colours from making a reappearance, he pulls a face and gives his head a shake.
"Fuck me, that's sour."
Speaks with a thick Italian accent.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
Force and magic can be used against Remi without permission.
