[He wants to say it's been three. Maybe closer to two. The days are feeling more separate then they used to be. And even though there hasn't been one past he hasn't checked over their shoulder, there is a great distance between those nights he'd wake to check on the man in the same room.
What's a sip? He hands the glass over and watches just as intently. The way he holds it. The way his lips touch the glass and where.]
Not too much now. Might to right straight to your head.
[The way it did to him. But this is his third on a not very full stomach. Leaner living from a more slim wallet has its results. Tonight they're gonna eat like kings.]
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What's a sip? He hands the glass over and watches just as intently. The way he holds it. The way his lips touch the glass and where.]
Not too much now. Might to right straight to your head.
[The way it did to him. But this is his third on a not very full stomach. Leaner living from a more slim wallet has its results. Tonight they're gonna eat like kings.]