[ Averting his gaze to a point over her right shoulder, Gustave was very aware of hers moving over him, studying him as if he was a puzzle or a stubborn bit of math. Clearing his throat, he opened his mouth to say something when he saw the way she was staring at the armband tied around his bicep as if it were on fire.
Brow knitting together, he closed his mouth and then opened it again, fully aware of how ridiculous he must have looked, hands moving on their own as if they were attempting to communicate for him.
But then they were taking more shots and he chuckled, picking one of the red ones up too and tossing that one back as well. Sucking a breath in through his teeth, he felt instantly flushed. ] What's in these things? [ With an exhale he grabbed one of the blue ones. ] To catch up, [ he added before downing that one as well. Gustave groans softly, already knowing he's going to regret this. ] Yeah, usually. Salt, or something.
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Brow knitting together, he closed his mouth and then opened it again, fully aware of how ridiculous he must have looked, hands moving on their own as if they were attempting to communicate for him.
But then they were taking more shots and he chuckled, picking one of the red ones up too and tossing that one back as well. Sucking a breath in through his teeth, he felt instantly flushed. ] What's in these things? [ With an exhale he grabbed one of the blue ones. ] To catch up, [ he added before downing that one as well. Gustave groans softly, already knowing he's going to regret this. ] Yeah, usually. Salt, or something.