He knocked back the whiskey with a grimace, wetting his lips and letting his expression melt back into the smile from before- though this time, there was a certain warmth in his eyes that hadn't been there before.
"Not that I have the faintest idea if that's a good whiskey or not," he confided, swirling the remnants around the glass.
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Date: 2013-04-09 03:13 pm (UTC)He knocked back the whiskey with a grimace, wetting his lips and letting his expression melt back into the smile from before- though this time, there was a certain warmth in his eyes that hadn't been there before.
"Not that I have the faintest idea if that's a good whiskey or not," he confided, swirling the remnants around the glass.