Mostly Innocent Drinks - Luke - Corey
Luke began walking with a smirk on his face, hoping the other would follow him. In truth he wasn’t exactly sure where he was going, he had no idea where anybody else kept their liquor so it looked like he was going to risk looking outwardly forward by taking them back to his room. It wasn’t that he was trying to be cheeky he was just set in his ways, that and his place was going to be way more comfortable to him. “You keeping up chin wonder?” He finally looked over his shoulder at the other, biting his lip in a playful manner as he spun on his heels and began walking backwards. “’Cause if you’re having any trouble I could probably slow down for you, but you have to put that in the book. I don’t want Ryker, or whatever his name is, to sound like an ass.”
The Holder let out a soft chuckle as he looked Corey over, not caring if he was seen, before turning back around to see where he was going. “You know, I should probably ask what it is you like drinking. I’d hate for this to turn into some shitty not-a-date-first-date where I just keep making you drink something you hate. So just what is your poison? Do you like it sweet, sour, dark, handsome, and strong?”
