harlowora:

     _{”Than is might end in murder.” Now, she’s not saying she’d be the one but she really didn’t have have obligations to stay. Shifting, she slides off her stool. “Let’s go.”}

     _{“Whose?” Questions are rolling from his tongue, drunkenness replacing his filter. Luckily, his default is idiocy rather than crudeness.}

     _{“Oh, um. Where? Where d-do y-y-y-you live?’}