[Vincent's response elicited a loud laugh from Kit, the meaning behind those three words perfectly clear. But he only had one thing to say to such a sentiment, himself...]
I think we might have had too much to drink.
[It was the only explanation for any of what had just happened, or at least, it was the only one he would allow himself to consider. Even if, in his inebriated state, he still thought what they had nearly done was tempting, he knew better than to think too much of it. If they'd been sober, nothing of the sort would have happened. They'd sooner have wound up brawling one another again.
Amused by the thought, shoulders shaking with mirth, he made his way back towards the living area and towards Vincent, gently pushing the poster against his chest and then pushing the other boy back down onto the couch again.]
They know me...so I'll go and bring us something back. Can I trust you to wait here?
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I think we might have had too much to drink.
[It was the only explanation for any of what had just happened, or at least, it was the only one he would allow himself to consider. Even if, in his inebriated state, he still thought what they had nearly done was tempting, he knew better than to think too much of it. If they'd been sober, nothing of the sort would have happened. They'd sooner have wound up brawling one another again.
Amused by the thought, shoulders shaking with mirth, he made his way back towards the living area and towards Vincent, gently pushing the poster against his chest and then pushing the other boy back down onto the couch again.]
They know me...so I'll go and bring us something back. Can I trust you to wait here?