
You hadn’t indulged in alcohol or drugs in a long time, so you offered him a cigarette when he showed up. He doesn’t look so good despite an easy poker face and insistence on being perfectly fine. If there was anyone who could read a Strider, it was another Strider. You offer him inside because you were halfway through Aeonflux and he could watch it with you if he wanted.
He sits down with you, but he isn’t watching it.
> You flush slightly, highlighting your light freckles on your skin. Your hands both go to her sides, staying there as she pokes your tongue and you respond accordingly, though your tongue stays lower in your mouth.