#user;bactcria

the half gem stares down at the shorter male before him, he can’t help but burst into laughter, dramatically wiping an invisible tear from his eyes, alcohol clearly on his breath. this a half empty beer pitcher in one hand, his free hand running through his hair. “that’s a new one, i’ll give you points for creativity–” he starts, loudly setting the glass down at the bar before extending his hand out, waiting for a handshake, a wide grin on his face, “i’m milo, nice to meet ya! who might you be, little one?”