“That’s obvious.” she murmured, sliding onto a stool at the bar right in front of him.
“Especially with the drinking alone part. Look, you can tell me to fuck off if you want, but if there’s even a little part of you that needs company right now, I wouldn’t say no.”
He didn’t really want to deal with her right now, or anyone, really, but everyone knew he flat out hated to be alone. It was a conflicting mix and he was silent as he tossed back another shot.
“Ya wouldn’ lis’en e’en if I did,” he grumbled.