With the warning that it was his favorite, Kunsel knew what to expect. Even so, his first sip was cautious. His night hadn't been so bad that he wanted to get plastered right off the bat.
Mmm, it really was the good stuff, though. He made a mental note to do something really nice for his friend at some point in the future.
"You want to hear all the dirty details? Or would you rather skip to the part where I moan about my luck with girls?" It was a self-deprecating joke, but a joke nonetheless. Mostly, he just wanted to let Zax known that this night hadn't killed his humor, even if nothing else could be said for it.
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Mmm, it really was the good stuff, though. He made a mental note to do something really nice for his friend at some point in the future.
"You want to hear all the dirty details? Or would you rather skip to the part where I moan about my luck with girls?" It was a self-deprecating joke, but a joke nonetheless. Mostly, he just wanted to let Zax known that this night hadn't killed his humor, even if nothing else could be said for it.