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āCasper, do you ever even listen to yourself talk?ā With an arched brow, the son of Hades tilted his head in a questioning manner. Yukwonās never really gotten along nicely with any of his family members Ā Ā especially not his cousins or second cousins for some reason Ā Ā but that didnāt mean he wouldnāt care if theyād just done something stupid that could get them in trouble or killed. āIf you do this now and this backfires I will personally punch you in the faceā¦.you know that, donāt you?ā
It baffled him at times, how dramatic people could get over the simplest of things. All that the younger had tried to do was to be niceāand perhaps his concept of being nice wasnāt entirely the same as Yukwonās, but at the very least he was trying. āWhat? Nobody mentioned it was prohibited to help yourself to some of the goods.ā Though the loud music drowns out the disapproving click of his tongue, his expression reveals what cannot be heard. At the very least, he had expected the children of Hades to be a bit more fun than this.
āWhatever, Iām thirsty and bored.ā A dangerous combination; at least in Casperās case. What heās got planned this time is harmlessābut only because he hasnāt found the opportunity to cause some real trouble yet (and besides that, he just wants to drink). His smile is as mischievous as his intentions, his steps as quick as his wit. Before Yukwon gets the chance to interfere, the son of Hermes has disappeared and a loud commotion can be heard somewhere behind closed doors. All that happens next goes exactly how heās anticipated it: the bartender rapidly barges in, runs in whatever direction he thought the sound had come from, and Casper himself finds himself back at the other side of the door. A triumphant smile tugs at his lips when he locks the man in, holding up two of the strongest bottles of liquor he can find. āAny other wishes, Kwon?ā










