[She'll have to make do with what he was capable of pilfering, and so far, that had been a bottle of white wine.
He would have beat her up there already, having known the way, and be currently plumping up the two pillows he'd taken, bottle of wine resting against the side with two plastic cups. He turns when he hears her coming, trying to get a good pin on her scent, but she's too far away and the wind's in her favor.]
Well, hello, love. Sorry it's not whiskey, but we're not exactly allowed an open bar here.
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He would have beat her up there already, having known the way, and be currently plumping up the two pillows he'd taken, bottle of wine resting against the side with two plastic cups. He turns when he hears her coming, trying to get a good pin on her scent, but she's too far away and the wind's in her favor.]
Well, hello, love. Sorry it's not whiskey, but we're not exactly allowed an open bar here.