whiskey, smoke and aces high

It's too bad. When did it get cool to be so sad? We're spinnin' backwards, did we all go mad?
Yeah, we're only human but w?'ve got hands and hearts and noses,
So stop and sm?ll the fucking roses

How does he like it? Well, at present Remi is considering saying something like, you ever play chicken or go? and then plunging his hands between Ronin's thighs. However, given the and climbing when it came to their speed, Remi was reluctant to do anything that might take Ronin's focus off of the roads. No matter how much his hands itched to find themselves lower.

"Well, my life hasn't flashed before my eyes yet." Remi replies with a laugh. "What's Irish National for 'go on, lets have some more' ?" Much as the musician was a bit of a snob when it came to accents, he didn't think he'd be quite so charmed by the strange lilt to his new friend's voice as he was. As infuriating as he'd found it to be, never knowing if he was being cursed or encouraged by the man, he also found he wanted to hear those strange sounds rolling off of Ronin's lips again and again.

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