whiskey, smoke and aces high

bandcamp

A lot's been changin' lately and I can't tell
If it's me or if it's everybody else

Breathless, but riding the adrenaline high from the show (a high that's now competing with the fluttery feeling in his stomach inspired by the twinkling blue eyes suddenly turned his way), Remi rolls his eyes cheerfully toward the mechanic. Joining him at the bar (a gaggle of girls pressing their way in behind him and taking a seat in the corner), the musician raises a brow. "Oh? Does that mean you stayed for the whole thing this time?" He wonders leadingly. As the bartender sets down the two shots of whiskey, looking slightly disappointed to see Remi joining Ronin, the musician snorts under his breath. "Wow, two? Was I really that bad?" He asks coolly.

With the drugs still flaring happily in his system and with the show behind him, Remi is back to his old self (whatever that means). Calm, cool (?), and collected (???), he swivels on his stool slightly that his knee might accidentally brush against Ronin's. But then, they're sitting close together after all, and with the bar growing more and more crowded, space is at a premium.

we're only human but w?'ve got hands and hearts and noses
So stop and sm?ll the fuckin' roses

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!