#(FLIRTING WITH A FUCKING FAE TO GET MORE MAGIC DRUGS AT YOUR PARTY IS WILD)

[sweet-chimera]

"...So, you need alcohol for a party? All you needed to do was ask-" He doesn't seem sure about actually getting involved, but offering a hand certainly seems fine by him.

"Hriob me boy, plenty o' foine lads and lasses are bringing booze-- which ye can never have too mooch. Boot ah heard a rumor aboot t'is fairy dust business. Acting king o' tae fae." Her fingers were walking up his arm when she said this. Leaning her head on him.

"Do ye t'ink ye could accomodate lil' ol' meh~ and prove t'ese rumors true?"