liars and lovers combine tonight, we're gonna make a scene
"Did I wine-taste often?" Neron tilts his head, watching the other man accept the first glass and treat it with all the care and respect it deserves. "I drank a lot of wine, if that counts," he continues, leaning his forearms on the counter so he can be on the same level as Sunjata, watching the ruby vintage stick to the sides of the glass. "But yes, I did taste it before drinking bottles of it." He gestures to how the other man is going about it, as if to say like that.
The description is detailed enough that the Hailstorm can almost imagine the flavours on his tongue, inhaling slowly through his nose and nodding. "It isn't really my vintage, but it seems nice enough. I prefer my wines earthier, personally." And gods, has it been that long since he had a conversation like this? "What about you? Did you do this a lot?"
The description is detailed enough that the Hailstorm can almost imagine the flavours on his tongue, inhaling slowly through his nose and nodding. "It isn't really my vintage, but it seems nice enough. I prefer my wines earthier, personally." And gods, has it been that long since he had a conversation like this? "What about you? Did you do this a lot?"
Neron
