[Blissfully unaware of the way Connor's thoughts turn, Dave shrugs at his response and leans in to take out a bottle of apple juice that's about three quarters full. He unscrews it as he hip-bumps the door shut and, since Connor said no, he takes a swig out of it before he sets it on the counter.
He steps away from it, fishing through another cupboard before pulling back with a bottle of vodka left over from the party ages ago. He's not really a drinker but, if there were ever a time to drink, he thinks it would probably be now.
He unscrews it, tipping it into the apple juice bottle until it is topped up again.]
What've you been up to lately? Feels like I haven't seen you much since... uh. The beach shit.
[He takes the full bottle in his hand, capping it to swish it around before uncapping it to take another swig.]
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He steps away from it, fishing through another cupboard before pulling back with a bottle of vodka left over from the party ages ago. He's not really a drinker but, if there were ever a time to drink, he thinks it would probably be now.
He unscrews it, tipping it into the apple juice bottle until it is topped up again.]
What've you been up to lately? Feels like I haven't seen you much since... uh. The beach shit.
[He takes the full bottle in his hand, capping it to swish it around before uncapping it to take another swig.]