He's distracted, for a moment, by the movement of the bottle, the swift deftness of his long, slim fingers. When the drink's poured, he picks it up and takes a sip. The bourbon burns.
"Just her," he says. "Since I was nine years old."
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Date: 2016-09-05 05:31 pm (UTC)He's distracted, for a moment, by the movement of the bottle, the swift deftness of his long, slim fingers. When the drink's poured, he picks it up and takes a sip. The bourbon burns.
"Just her," he says. "Since I was nine years old."