[The ideal combination ends up to be three parts hot chocolate one part booze. Some kind of a sweeter white Russian.]
Here.
[Larry passes a glass to Freddy, insisting he be the one taking the load off on the couch. He'll get to his head in a second. Slowly, he sits on the coffee table across from the other man, holding the mug between two paws.]
About all of that...
[The shit that was spewed in the alleyway without a care...]
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Here.
[Larry passes a glass to Freddy, insisting he be the one taking the load off on the couch. He'll get to his head in a second. Slowly, he sits on the coffee table across from the other man, holding the mug between two paws.]
About all of that...
[The shit that was spewed in the alleyway without a care...]