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milliways_bar2018-08-23 08:19 pm
god_of_talking_crap) wrote in milliways_bar2018-08-23 08:19 pm
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[oom: Auckland volcanoes never erupt. Warnings for dubious consent and Anders being a dick.]
The door opens and for a brief moment, there is a very naked Anders standing in it. He's tempted to walk straight in, but instead, he closes the door, grabs a bathrobe, and covers himself, before striding right back in, barefoot.
"I don't suppose," he says to Bar when he slides onto a stool, "that you have any Fenrir vodka?"
When a bottle and glass appear, Anders shakes his head. "Christ, this stuff shows up everywhere."
The door opens and for a brief moment, there is a very naked Anders standing in it. He's tempted to walk straight in, but instead, he closes the door, grabs a bathrobe, and covers himself, before striding right back in, barefoot.
"I don't suppose," he says to Bar when he slides onto a stool, "that you have any Fenrir vodka?"
When a bottle and glass appear, Anders shakes his head. "Christ, this stuff shows up everywhere."