( scoffs. another shot comes out + he takes it with little question. ) its not like I have other friends. i dont know if you've noticed, but im kind of like the antithesis to friendliness.

there's a difference between favorite and only. ( he flips off seir. ) great, you always know how to get me in really super high spirits.

( an eyeroll, but he leans on the counter; facing seir now. that was a slip up- ) oh, i dont get what you get out of this. youre a weird one, yknow.

says me. ( sticks out his tongue. he doesn't move away; though. progress. ) i dunno. maybe. most people are just selfish and greedy. why would you be any different?

i'm not, no. ( his own eyes narrow, and his nose tends to scrunch. his cheeks are bef to flush with the alcohol intake. ) aren't you, nothing special after all.

( an eyebrow raise; a soft flush increasing. he'd blame it on the alcohol. ) you gonna go more into depth about either of those things?

i dunno what you could possibly see. ( there's a scoff as his head turns, finally, and his eyes narrow in on the table. )

hungover

die

you know it

more booze?

hey. what does this mean btw?

it wasnt jizz, if thats what youre asking

ok man

ok fine

my mom got me a fucking rosary. gee thanks.

country music is seriously fucking me up when i get drunk lmao

had a birthday two days ago btw