[ Asra took a far longer drink of the concoction before him, pale brows arched at the other man, playful.
Despite looking like a potion made by a mad magician, the drink balanced a tropical sweetness-- mango and pineapple-- against a stunning amount of layered liquors, blue curacao and rye whiskey tempering what might have been oversweet otherwise into something pleasantly balanced.
Perhaps unsurprisingly, something about spending a season and a half in a place like this had helped him along a transformation into an altogether too-adventurous lush. ]
Ah-ah, not so fast! Bets, remember.
I bet I'll win. Or drink you under the table, whichever comes first.
[ He's got a competitive gleam in his eye and just... sips at his drink again before adding, after a sufficiently dramatic pause, ]
And if I win, I get to dress you however I want for a weekend.
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Despite looking like a potion made by a mad magician, the drink balanced a tropical sweetness-- mango and pineapple-- against a stunning amount of layered liquors, blue curacao and rye whiskey tempering what might have been oversweet otherwise into something pleasantly balanced.
Perhaps unsurprisingly, something about spending a season and a half in a place like this had helped him along a transformation into an altogether too-adventurous lush. ]
Ah-ah, not so fast! Bets, remember.
I bet I'll win. Or drink you under the table, whichever comes first.
[ He's got a competitive gleam in his eye and just... sips at his drink again before adding, after a sufficiently dramatic pause, ]
And if I win, I get to dress you however I want for a weekend.
However.
I.
Want.