Stephen shivered.
He was bound to regret that, wasn’t he?
❛Sweet cosmic entities. . .❜ he mumbled softly before reaching to grab a small bottle of gin. ❛Cheers.❜ https://t.co/34i2zIfjUe
He stumbled a bit to the side, both eyebrows raised high enough to touch his hairline.
❛Choose your poison, then.❜
The sorcerer scanned the bottles, unsure of what to drink. https://t.co/2JnAec6ngt
. . . Not if he keeps acting like a small child.
Soft huff.
❛Did you have sugar this morning? You know you should wait until lunch—— or else you get too. . . hyperactive.❜ https://t.co/YAeyCiuYiF