Jun 22, 2016
“Let me guess, Mommy and Daddy didn’t love you?”
There was a moment of silence where Poseidon looked at Cato with a raised eyebrow. He smiled at him and tried to figure out what to say. Yet, it was impossible to. He was way intoxicated by the tequila he drank. It was almost sunrise and he was tired as well.
"I'm not a sentimental drinker, you know?" He said taking a deep breath as he offered him the bottle. "So, don't waste your time and don't try to make me cry" He chuckled as he stretched like a lazy cat. He was sore and tired.
