[off they go! and even though he's a Teen, he's medieval and they have no drinking laws so he can probably get something. i feel like the mods said that. it's fine.]
[NO, his one year... Tch. It doesn't even make that much of a difference.
He takes the flask with his left hand, and it truly doesn't matter a single bit they are still just right there, he tips it to pour some of it out over the back of his hand. He doesn't hiss so much as just suck in a short, quiet breath.
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[off they go! and even though he's a Teen, he's medieval and they have no drinking laws so he can probably get something. i feel like the mods said that. it's fine.]
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He will follow along, and he looks absolutely GRUMPY the ENTIRE time Rupert is doing this. Like, you know, a teenager who has been grounded.]
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he hands him the flask once it's full.]
There.
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He takes the flask with his left hand, and it truly doesn't matter a single bit they are still just right there, he tips it to pour some of it out over the back of his hand. He doesn't hiss so much as just suck in a short, quiet breath.
haha, IT STINGS]
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...You okay?
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I'll live. [And continue to be stinky and stupid.] ...Thanks.
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Don't mention it. It's not like it was hard.
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[rupert stop]
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Considering drowning you with the vodka you gave me.
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[he does not seem actually bothered, though.]
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You get any weird dreams?
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Not this time around, but Bradley mentioned one to me. How about you?