forum To Gay or Not to Gay; That is the Question (one on one//closed)

Started July 21, 2018 by @_sleeby_rat_

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“Uh, sure.” He threw on his jacket and followed him out the door. “So what were you planning?”

Vien shrugged. "Don't know. What do friends normally do?" he asked with a small laugh, suddenly realizing that he didn't really have a plan on what to do

“I dunno, I only have one friend other than you!” He put his hands in his coat pockets.

"Well…What do you like to do?" Vien asked, reaching into his pocket for a cigar and lighting it before taking a drag. He blew the smoke out in a ring, glancing over at Vin as he did so

(This is really lazy but this is all I could think of lol I won’t do it again I promise)

Vin:

“I don’t really have a hobby I just kinda… drink.”

(lol)

"Well…I guess that's a thing we could d-do," Vien said, shrugging before taking another puff of his cigar. "The bartender always hides the best liquor," he chuckled

“Well, somehow, you’ve gotten me out of my blind want for drinking. I’ve probably had enough for today, anyway.”

Vien chuckled at that. "Well, would you look at that. I've distracted an alcoholic from his drink," he said, cracking a grin before taking another puff of his cigar

“Yes, really, congratulations.” He said sarcastically as he walked.

Vien rolled his eyes, even sticking his tongue out at Vin before sticking his cigar back between his lips. He slowed to a stop, now in front of his apartment complex. He walked inside, making his way towards the elevator

Vin pursed his lips suspiciously but followed Vien anyway into the elevator.

"What?" Vien asked, noticing the look on Vin's face. He pressed the button for the top floor, glancing over at the other as he blew out another ring of smoke

“Nothing.” Vin lied calmly, while putting his hands in his pockets.

"Oh, don't give me that," Vien said with a roll of his eyes. The elevator slowed to a stop, and he stepped out of it. He began to walk towards his apartment, humming absently as he did so

He tailed Vien, rather curious as to what his apartment looked like.

Vien walked into his apartment, smothering his cigar and dropping it in a nearby trash can. The apartment was nice an spacious, with everything neatly organized and clean. "Welcome to my humble abode."

Vin looked around. He liked the relaxed atmosphere and glanced over at his comfy looking couch. “Hmm, I like your taste in decor.”

"Thanks," Vien said. He walked over to the fridge, pulling out an expensive-looking bottle of bourbon and gesturing with it. "Drink?" he asked

“Maybe just a little.” He grinned.

Vien returned the smile before reaching into one of the cupboards. He pulled out two glasses, filling them with the liquor before handing one to Vin. He leaned against the counter, taking a sip as he looked over at the other

Vin leaned against the counter and sipped the bourbon, smacked his lips earnestly, then drained the glass.

Vien laughed a little at the way Vin chugged the drink. "Told you. The bartender always keeps the good stuff to himself," he chuckled before reaching over and refilling Vin's glass

Vin made a noise of agreement and drained the second as quickly as the first.

"Jesus, you'll drink the whole bottle on your own like that," Vien laughed, pouring Vin another glass before taking a swig of his own. He ran a hand through his messy hair, amused by how much Vin seemed to like the drink