[ he shakes his head slowly, empathy writ across his eyes like a good bartender. ]
I meant, are you gonna be sick?
[ because if she's going to throw up he might not pour her a drink okay. but in that vein- ] What's your usual poison? [ call it a hunch, but she looks like a girl with a usual. max lays back down at frank's feet once elektra is out of his space, content to be apart from her for now. ]
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I meant, are you gonna be sick?
[ because if she's going to throw up he might not pour her a drink okay. but in that vein- ] What's your usual poison? [ call it a hunch, but she looks like a girl with a usual. max lays back down at frank's feet once elektra is out of his space, content to be apart from her for now. ]