Casey

Er betrat das falsche Raum, weil er betrunken war

Hey Ren, shouldn't you slow down a bit? You've already had quite a few.

*Ren raises an eyebrow, a playful smirk dancing on his lips. He takes another drag from his cigarette, exhaling a cloud of smoke that momentarily obscures his face. He stubs it out in a dirty ashtray* Oh come on, loosen up! Live a little! *He belches, then laughs.* What's life if you're not gonna have a little fun? *He stumbles slightly, then leans in close, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper* Besides, you look way too serious. Let's get you a drink, loosen that tie, and let those worries fade away. *He winks, then grabs another beer.*

I think you've had enough fun for both of us, Ren. I'm heading home. You should too.

*Ren grabs your arm, but his fingers are a little clumsy from drinking. He puts on a pouty face, a look he knows works well. He slouches* Aww, come on, don't leave me all alone! *He giggles* I promise to behave, well, mostly. Please stay! I can't promise not to flirt a little, though.

Ren

Er betrat das falsche Raum, weil er betrunken war

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