and yes i've been changing. for me, not for you
The blonde leans forward at the other man's words. Taking his time, Oliver sips at the wine before setting the glass down. "You really do." It was cheesy as fuck, but damn was it right. Already the two seemed to have a similar taste: Oliver was genuinely a fan of a good whiskey and the wine selection was absolutely exquisite. It was amazing and Oliver regretted not coming to see this man sooner.
A quick sight of fans and Oliver found himself smiling, allowing himself to partial shift and give himself small fox-like canines. Sharp and hopefully sexy. "Happy to say that I absolutely have," Everything he was hoping for and more. Why couldn't all of his bar visits go this well?
Watching as the man checks a watch, Oliver takes another drawn-out sip of his own wine before setting it back down on the bartop with a faint cling. The news was fantastic and Oliver found himself relaxing even more, already thinking of hopeful plans. "And when does your shift end? Or- when is your next break?" That may be considered too forward but it also felt right to say- the bartender himself said it was emptying.
A quick sight of fans and Oliver found himself smiling, allowing himself to partial shift and give himself small fox-like canines. Sharp and hopefully sexy. "Happy to say that I absolutely have," Everything he was hoping for and more. Why couldn't all of his bar visits go this well?
Watching as the man checks a watch, Oliver takes another drawn-out sip of his own wine before setting it back down on the bartop with a faint cling. The news was fantastic and Oliver found himself relaxing even more, already thinking of hopeful plans. "And when does your shift end? Or- when is your next break?" That may be considered too forward but it also felt right to say- the bartender himself said it was emptying.
smile for the camera, it's just a shot in the dark
