You're also very generous, and brave, and resourceful. You're utterly loyal to those you count as your friends. You are worth more than I believe you give yourself credit for.
Maybe. But it would be easier if I didn't love her. Then we could be friends forever and I wouldn't have to worry about messing that up.
Easier for her too. She's probably going to be so mad when I get home tonight. [Smelling like booze and cigarettes. Not that he had been the one smoking.]
Bacon is always advisable. Unless!!!! [There is a long pause as Tim suddenly forgets the joke he was about to make and has to come up with a new one.] Unless you're talking about how it needs eggs to go with that bacon.
I'll start drinking water when I forget what we were talking about. [Which he momentarily has done. Mind now more focused on bacon then his love life. The problem with drinking until you forget is forgetting what you're trying to forget.]
Why are we getting violent? I don't plan on pulling that hard on your arm to drag you into the club with me. [The joys of culture differences when one is drunk.]
More importantly, I'd fall off a horse if I tried to get on one right now.
ANYWAY! [He sends Anduin an address to a night club.] This is where I'll be drinking, kissing, and dancing until you show up to party. Or I get tired and go home.
[By the time Anduin makes it to the club Tim is in the middle of the dance floor with drink in hand. Grinding himself without shame against one man, while kissing a woman that has her arms around him. Both with submissive marks on their necks. He's so distracted by their attention that he doesn't see Anduin right away.]
[ He's never quite gotten used to the atmosphere at places like this, but he does his best to keep to himself, maneuvering through the dark in search of--
Ah. Looks like he's already made good on his threats.
Rather than tug him away, Anduin keeps him in line of sight while turning to search briefly for a path back to the door. Just in case. ]
[Poor Anduin. It's going to be some time before Tim notices him. It won't be until his current drink is gone and that beer is taking awhile to vanish with how often his lips are on the woman. Her hands truggling on his hair while his own free hand roams all over the man he's pressed up against. What better way to forget the way your heart is aching and pining for someone unattainable then in the arms of some strangers.
Eventually the bottle in his hand comes up empty. He untangles himself from the hands groping his body to weave his way to the bar. Glancing at Anduin on his way there.] Oh, hey there Anduin. [His British accent slurred as he casually greets his friend and keeps walking.
After a second or two his slowly chugging mind is able to make the gear shift from being focused on more booze to properly realising that he just saw Anduin in this bar. He whips around with a pleasantly surprised grin on his face.] Anduin!! What are you doing here? Let-- let me buy you a drink! Your hand is criminally empty! [He shout loudly to be heard over the music.]
[ Anduin's brow furrows as the bass thumps heavily in his ears. ]
You told me to come!
[ He has to lift his voice to be heard, or lean closer, and the smell of booze is strong on Tim at the moment. All the bacon in the world isn't going to help this man, come morning. ]
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You're also very generous, and brave, and resourceful. You're utterly loyal to those you count as your friends. You are worth more than I believe you give yourself credit for.
Certainly worthy of love.
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Easier for her too. She's probably going to be so mad when I get home tonight. [Smelling like booze and cigarettes. Not that he had been the one smoking.]
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[ This Is Not Him Projecting At All. ]
You should drink some water. If you haven't started to, already.
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This already sounds like a very inadvisable idea.
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Don't worry! I'm already on it!
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I'm sure bacon would help with the hangover you're bound to have, but not as much as drinking water now will.
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[ Click. ]
You meant going to a club.
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ANYWAY! [He sends Anduin an address to a night club.] This is where I'll be drinking, kissing, and dancing until you show up to party. Or I get tired and go home.
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[ After some brief explanations to his Submissives about why he's headed out this late at night. ]
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Ah. Looks like he's already made good on his threats.
Rather than tug him away, Anduin keeps him in line of sight while turning to search briefly for a path back to the door. Just in case. ]
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Eventually the bottle in his hand comes up empty. He untangles himself from the hands groping his body to weave his way to the bar. Glancing at Anduin on his way there.] Oh, hey there Anduin. [His British accent slurred as he casually greets his friend and keeps walking.
After a second or two his slowly chugging mind is able to make the gear shift from being focused on more booze to properly realising that he just saw Anduin in this bar. He whips around with a pleasantly surprised grin on his face.] Anduin!! What are you doing here? Let-- let me buy you a drink! Your hand is criminally empty! [He shout loudly to be heard over the music.]
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You told me to come!
[ He has to lift his voice to be heard, or lean closer, and the smell of booze is strong on Tim at the moment. All the bacon in the world isn't going to help this man, come morning. ]
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How dare I not get a notifcation for this!