[his stomach had been completely empty when he'd pumped the contents of a nearly full can of alcohol into it with a single gesture. standing upright was perhaps the most foolish thing he could be doing right now, but with the intoxication still buzzing through his head Vincent doesn't even consider such a thing.
all of his remaining focus had gone into checking for little tells in Kit, all of which had been expertly smothered aside from his groan. it really wasn't all that satisfying, but he took comfort in knowing beyond the shadow of a doubt that it took the other boy even more energy to paper over his reaction. small mercies.
with no idea that he'd finished what Kit had started in eradicating the possibility of a nice meal, he simply meets his companion's disgruntled gaze with a vaguely smug look of his own. did either of them even have the physical ability to carry on with this? Vincent has no clue.]
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[his stomach had been completely empty when he'd pumped the contents of a nearly full can of alcohol into it with a single gesture. standing upright was perhaps the most foolish thing he could be doing right now, but with the intoxication still buzzing through his head Vincent doesn't even consider such a thing.
all of his remaining focus had gone into checking for little tells in Kit, all of which had been expertly smothered aside from his groan. it really wasn't all that satisfying, but he took comfort in knowing beyond the shadow of a doubt that it took the other boy even more energy to paper over his reaction. small mercies.
with no idea that he'd finished what Kit had started in eradicating the possibility of a nice meal, he simply meets his companion's disgruntled gaze with a vaguely smug look of his own. did either of them even have the physical ability to carry on with this? Vincent has no clue.]