Lukas narrowed his eyes, then let out a laugh, "Hell, you wanna buy my drinks, buy my drinks," he shook the man's hand, "Though if you're paying for my shortened lifespan, I ought to know your name, yeah?" he held up a finger for another glass, shoving the one away that had the pill in it
A wide smile spread across his face, showing off his pearly whites. "Hey now, Just cause im gonna help you get fucked up doesnt mean im gonna help ya into an early grave. i'll make sure you live through the night. But my name is Griff, Griff Voronin." Griff pressed his drink to his lips and began to chug. In the blink of an eye, his drink was gone again and he ordered another two. "And whats your name?"
Lukas laughed, "Fair enough. Lukas. Lukas Remi. But Luke'll do just fine," he tossed back another drink, barely feeling the buzz at this point as the alcohol flowed through his system, "What brings you to this wack-ass place?" he asked, ignoring a glare from the bartender.
Griff laughed when the bartender shot Lucas a glare, "Sister got into a fight, so we got kicked out of one bar. then another friend got into an argument with the bartender at another place. after those two strikes we just decided bar hopping would be better." Griff smirked at the memories, but was snapped out of it when he saw the bartender. Letting him know that he was taking over Lukas' tab, Griff proceeded to order two tequila shots. "you need the extra crap or no?"
Lukas shrugged, "As long as it gets me wasted I could care less what it is," he said, kicking back the tequila and swaying a bit in his stool. He leaned forward while the vartender was helping someone else, "So how old are you really?" He asked, "I can tell that was a fake. You got it from Markus right?Markus Civelli?" He grinned
Chuckling under his breath, he also downed the shot. Griff blinked a few times as his vision began to get a little fuzzy, the last few drinks had finally caught up to him it seems. He was a little shocked when Lukas pointed out the fake ID "I'm impressed, not a lot of people can tell." Griff laughed lightly as he leaned toward Lukas "I'm only twenty." He whispered, then he sat back in his stool and continued to talk in a normal tone, "Markus… it sounds familiar. To be honest, my coach got it for me. So it's origins are unknown." Instead of downing his other drinks, he only took a decent sip. Setting it back down he looked to Lukas. "What about you?" Griff smirked, figuring he couldnt be much older than himself.
Lukas nodded, "It's Markus'" he said, "He always likes to make his a little shiner than normal," the man explained, taking a long drink from a beer he'd ordered, "Nineteen," he said, "And I haven't been carded since I was sixteen," Lukas laughed and took another drink
"That must have been nice. At that age I relied on parties for all the fun stuff. Speaking of…" Griff reached for a hidden pocket on the inside of his leather jacket he was wearing and pulled out what looked to be a metal pen of sorts. "Care to join me outside?" He raised his brows questioningly
Lukas smiled, "Sure," he said, standing and almost falling immediately. He chuckled and balanced using the edge of the counter, "If I can make it," he laughed and finally got himself standing and began to make his way outside
Griff quickly put the pen away and paid for the tab. Laughing at Lukas' struggle Griff also moved to stand, but suddenly all the alcohol seemed to hit him at once. Wobbling, his foot managed to catch the leg of his bar stool and in a less than graceful manner, Griff fell to the floor.
Lukas let out a bellowing laugh, leaning on the wall for support, "Fuckin graceful, man. Let me tell you!" he roared before stumbling forward and helping him to his feet, "Come on, granny. Let's get you outside!" he laughed again
Also laughing hysterically, Griff willingly held out his hand for assistance "Well thank you sonny. Guess the booze got me all fucked up." Griff said in his best old lady voice, which didnt last long since he busted out laughing once again. Although, Griff couldnt deny the fuzzy feeling that went through him once he grabbed Lukas' hand…must be from the alcohol. Finally struggling to his feet, Griff dusted himself off and headed for the door. "C'mon Dorothy, lets go to the Emerald City." A goofy smile spread across his face.
"As long as toto comes with!" Lukas roared, reaching into Griff's pocket and grabbing the pen, stumbling outside, laughing
"Woof woof" joked Griff. Pausing once he was outside, he looked around to find a clear spot. noticing an alley that ran alongside the bar, he motioned for Lukas to follow. "Cant do that out in the open, cops usually drive near bars all the time. And thats my favorite pen, i sure as hell dont want to lose it."
Conner followed him to the alley, uncapping the pen and taking a long drag before handing it back, allowing the smoke to billow from his face
Following his lead, Griff also took a long hit, letting it sit in his lungs before breathing out slowly as he leaned against the wall. "So tell me," Griff passed the pen back to Lukas "What had you threatening to drink yourself to death?"
Lukas took a long drag as well, thinking for a moment before letting it out, handing the pen back over, "Just fucked up" he admitted, "Got mysef addicted to some dangerous shit and now I can't do anything with my life," he shrugged, "Might as well go out doing the only think I know how to,"
Griff paused, letting Lukas' words sink in. Looking to the ground, he took another long hit and held it in, "It's rough. dealing with addiction…" Griff finally breathed out, "…especially when you surround yourself with enablers. I'm in the same boat as you…" he passed the pen back to Lukas "I've found that its easier to manage if you find something to help you sweat it out. If you'd like, you can borrow my punching bag." Griff reached into his pants pocket and pulled out his phone, handing it over to Lukas "Also, if it ever gets rough, hit me up." Griff smiled warmly "I aint gonna let anyone suffer alone, stranger or not."
Lukas put the pen in his mouth, taking a drag and holding it in as he gently took Griff's phone and put in his number, handing it and the pen back over. He let out his breath, "I might take you up on that," he said in response to the punching bag, "I've been meaning to get one, but I can barely pay my rent, let alone get a punching bag."
Grabbing his phone and the pen, Griff took a smaller drag this time. "Well, you are free to stop over any time and use it. My sister also has a weight room. As long as you clean up behind yourself, im sure she'd let you use that too." Griffs eyes shifted toward the street as he quickly placed the pen into his jacket pocket. A few seconds passed before a cop car rolled past the bar. Once it passed, Griff took out the pen again and held it out for Lukas.
Lukas accepted it, nodding, "Thanks, man," he said, taking a smaller drag, "What can I get you in return? I just realised. You paid for my tab and now you're offering me this. I'd be a shitface if I didn't pay you back somehow,"
Griff laughed out loud and shook his head "Dont worry about it. Just dont hesitate to let me know if you need help in any way." He could feel his legs wobble as they threatened t give out. So instead of falling like an idiot, again, he decided to sit on the ground. Laughing under his breath, remembered a question he was going to ask. Taking one last puff, Griff looked up at Lukas, "So, ive never known a guy to casually take something out of another guys pocket." Griffs right brow raised
Lukas slid down as well, stretching out, "I'm a forward guy" he said with a shrug, smirking, "What can I say?" He casually and jokingly flirted with his friends all the time, he knew how to play the game
"Well, be careful who you do that to. Not every guy is as laid back as myself." Griff leaned his head against the wall and closed his eyes, taking in the coolness of the air. "Some may even think youre reaching for something else haha!"
Lukas laughed as well, "Maybe I was" he joked, closing his eyes, relaxed