* ELIN . / INTERACTIONS !
She twirled the glass around her fingers “there’s nothing like a glass of bourbon to bring out the lyrics.” she glanced up a bright smile on her lips “writers block hit hard today.”
“ really ? it’s booze that gets your creative juices flowing again ? ” the brunet merely quirked his brows, as if surprised by the other’s statement. his own experiences with alcohol were perhaps typified by worse experiences than a sudden impulse of muse. “ what’re you working on, anyway ? ”














