[Is it good? Otto certainly doesn't think it's bad, it's just not entirely what he was expecting. But it's fine. He can adapt. Part of him even thinks that he has to adapt to it, so he takes a larger gulp and appreciates the sting of it.
But when silence falls for a moment, with Bruno staring down into his glass, Otto can't help but throw a sideways glance his way. He's thought for a while now that Bruno's eyes are fascinating. Beautiful in an eerie sort of way, and the dreamy haze that's washed over them now increases that vibe. But once Bruno shakes his head and downs the rest of his drink, Otto snaps out of his own reverie as well.]
Sometimes. I usually only had wine with dinner. [... With his wife. Damn. He needs another gulp of bourbon at that thought. There it goes, down the hatch.] It's never too late to loosen up more.
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But when silence falls for a moment, with Bruno staring down into his glass, Otto can't help but throw a sideways glance his way. He's thought for a while now that Bruno's eyes are fascinating. Beautiful in an eerie sort of way, and the dreamy haze that's washed over them now increases that vibe. But once Bruno shakes his head and downs the rest of his drink, Otto snaps out of his own reverie as well.]
Sometimes. I usually only had wine with dinner. [... With his wife. Damn. He needs another gulp of bourbon at that thought. There it goes, down the hatch.] It's never too late to loosen up more.