Originally posted by i-greek-yogurt-i
Jasper snorted at his words âWellâŚif we were in the world of Harry Potter, you could totally have that memory erased most likely.â he said and then frowned. Shaking his head âNot my intention to think thatâŚâ pouting for a moment and a smirk appeared on his lips â..however I think deep down you like the winking.â he teased lightly. His eyes flickered towards the two bottles he handed over and then back at the male
. He smiled and then shrugged âThe card was mostly for expressing my dancing skills at the club. I honestly wanted to wait to have my legally first drink. That might sound super cheesy but..â he shrugged again and then grinned âHoweverâŚ.if can snag a nice reward from youâŚâ he wiggled his index finger at Philip â..I could be persuaded to have my first drink early.â he said.
Philip levelled a look at Jasper that implied that if this was Harry Potter, he might have turned Jasper into some kind of small rodent and set him loose in a tea shop. "The winking's not so bad, Jasper, it's when you start talking." Not that it was exactly bad. Jasper was just... an oddly endearing mess of a nerd with a knack for sticking his foot in his own mouth.
"I might have to burn your fake ID for the safety of club goers everywhere," Philip said grimly. Jasper gave new meaning to "dance like no one is watching." Mostly because if one danced like that as if someone was watching, they might need some sort of assessment.
"Are you telling me that my presence isn't reward enough?" Philip asked, raising his eyebrows in mock horror. "Must be slipping. But if you're not into drinking, you're not into drinking. I have exactly zero interest in being vomited on."
