" don't mind that. "
He happily smiles as he walks outdoors with Steve. Ian didn't admit this ,, but he cared for the guy.
Ian sat down onto one of the chairs on the patio ,, lighting his cigarette that he
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as he grabbed the bottle from the shelf, he nods in response to the question, setting the slender bottle down onto the table along with the two shot glasses.
“fuck yeah i do. how about we take this party outside? my folks don’t like the smell of the cigarettes.”
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PSA :
JUST BECAUSE AN ACCOUNT
SAYS NSFW , DOESN'T
AUTOMATICALLY MEAN LEWD.
NSFW ALSO MEANS GORY.
BLOOD. CURSING. AND MUCH
MORE. COME ON NOW.
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" never tried it , " he cleared his throat as he pulls out a marlboro cigarette pack and his black skull lighter ; looks really fancy too ...
"You smoke? "
"grey goose okay with you?" it's from his parent's liquor cabinet, which meant it was on the more expensive ends of liquor. he's already moving to grab it out of the cabinet, along with two new shot glasses.