forum Not a friendly Start that Becomes a Little too Friendly (Abandoned) (X/1) (MxM)

Started March 02, 2023 by @RhysTheFirebird group

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Luc sighs, "Fine." He takes Tristans hand again, "Come on." He pulls him towards a nearby pub

Tristan smiles softly. "Thank you."

He didn't mention that despite how good his hearing was, he still didn't know where anything was, making it impossible for him to tell the difference between most loud places.

Lucas hums softly, moving into a pub and relaxing, though he was british, he knew good pubs when he saw them. His mother's boyfriend of a few years was Irash, and Luc had learned to appreciate a god pub when he saw them.

He moves to a smaller table, sitting down.

Tristan sits down across from Luc, listening to the raucous laughter and bawdy jokes with a broad smile on his face.

"I think I may have found a new favorite place."

Luv smules, "I may be british, but my mom has an Irish boyfriend. He taught me what a good pub looks like." He leans back, waving down a server, "I'll just take a beer." He looks at Tristan, waiting for him to order.

"I'll take a two shots of whiskey and tequila, each." he orders, before "looking" at Lucas.

"I only know what American bars are like, and they're shitholes most of the time. I've always wanted to visit Ireland or somewhere, for the booze and for college. Both of which I'm doing right now." he chuckles.

Lucas smiles, "Just don't get too drunk, I'm not carrying your ass back to the dorm. However fine it may be."

(Alright!)

Tristan grins. "I can keep my balance very well, even when I'm shit-faced drunk."

Lucas huffs, "Ok. . . Whatever."

Tristan chuckles. "You don't believe me."

"No, I do. . ." He smiles slightly.

"Mm-hmmm." Tristan chuckles.

Lucas laughs, "Just reminiscing the things that wont happen if you're as good as holding it as you say you are."

"Oh trust me, things can still get wild. I can keep the alcohol down, though. I have yet to puke after a night of carousing once." he snickers.

Lucas raises an ehebriw, "Hmm. . ."

"I'll make you a bet that if I puke at any time tonight, I owe you. . . let's see. . . one hundred bucks." he grins.

"I don't doubt you, Tris. I was just thinking on what wild would be. . ." He says thoughtfully.

"Ohhhhh. . . hm. We'll see. It depends on what alcohols I drink." he chuckles.

Right as he says this the server returns with their drinks.

Lucas smiles on thanks, and then takes a long drink from his glass.

Tristan downs two of his shots from his glasses with practiced ease, chuckling.

"So. What is your drink of choice?" he asks Lucas, resting his chin on the palm of his right hand.

Lucas shrugs, "Usualy whisky or tequila, but I usually start with something lighter. See if I'll get sick or not first."

Tristan grins.

"Vodka for me. I'll take potato or something else. Spirytus if the place has it. Usually only takes 5 shots of that for me to get drunk."