You think I know anything about nice bars? [ The best his hometown had had was shitty little dive bars or family restaurants or grungy karaoke places. (And also, he was and still is technically underage.) Ergo, he has no idea why people would go to nice bars. ] You look like the type to go to those places. Figured you'd wanna get drunk there, too. Instead of a seedy place like this.
[ He's never been good at subtlety, and it's said loud enough to earn a stink-eye from one of the passing servers. Which Gen notices, but ignores, because right now he's talking to Liem.
Case in point, he maintains eye contact with Liem even as he sits forward to pick up his beer, taking a long swig, before putting the glass back down with a heavy thump. ]
For me -- what d'you think? It's a bar. I came here to get drunk.
[ 'Like you did,' being the implication. Then, after a pause -- the leather of his seat creaks when he leans forward to give Liem a toothy, shark-like grin. His words are slower when he adds at a drawl -- ]
Or, what. If you were hoping that's not it ... Were you hoping I came here to get drunk from? [ Those words are fringed with a laugh, because the thought of himself being a 'nice person' is hilarious. As if. ] I guess I am a bit of a deviant, if you wanna call it that.
[ The Liem he knows would probably act all nonplussed and a little flustered at this. He's looking forward to it. ]
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You think I know anything about nice bars? [ The best his hometown had had was shitty little dive bars or family restaurants or grungy karaoke places. (And also, he was and still is technically underage.) Ergo, he has no idea why people would go to nice bars. ] You look like the type to go to those places. Figured you'd wanna get drunk there, too. Instead of a seedy place like this.
[ He's never been good at subtlety, and it's said loud enough to earn a stink-eye from one of the passing servers. Which Gen notices, but ignores, because right now he's talking to Liem.
Case in point, he maintains eye contact with Liem even as he sits forward to pick up his beer, taking a long swig, before putting the glass back down with a heavy thump. ]
For me -- what d'you think? It's a bar. I came here to get drunk.
[ 'Like you did,' being the implication. Then, after a pause -- the leather of his seat creaks when he leans forward to give Liem a toothy, shark-like grin. His words are slower when he adds at a drawl -- ]
Or, what. If you were hoping that's not it ... Were you hoping I came here to get drunk from? [ Those words are fringed with a laugh, because the thought of himself being a 'nice person' is hilarious. As if. ] I guess I am a bit of a deviant, if you wanna call it that.
[ The Liem he knows would probably act all nonplussed and a little flustered at this. He's looking forward to it. ]