originally posted in:The New Dojo
Sawyer continued to drink his potent drink, tipping it to his lips and letting it permeate his mouth, Adam's apple sharp and bobbing rapidly in his strong neck. He looked to her, a bit of drool falling off his lip, and regarded her will a nod.
"Just fine, honeybunch."
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"Could have fooled me."says marcella [i]she watched him take another drink of what he was drinking. She didn't sound too convinced.[/i]