Faltering in his arm wave, Balthazar stood up straight once more and grabbed a new bottle of scotch, unscrewing it and downing a gulp, swallowing greedily. It would take more than a few drinks to get him fully drunk. This was just his tipsy stage. Ok, so he may have taken a few nips from his secret angel booze flask hidden in his leather pouch on his pants. Bee's potent gut rot. How else could he go around spiking people's drinks otherwise?
"I do hope you're not talking behind my back, boys. Isn't that a little rude? No dirty secrets."
Smirking, he stole a kiss covering Jack's lips with his own, probably coated with scotch, as he held the whiskey bottle behind him.
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Faltering in his arm wave, Balthazar stood up straight once more and grabbed a new bottle of scotch, unscrewing it and downing a gulp, swallowing greedily. It would take more than a few drinks to get him fully drunk. This was just his tipsy stage. Ok, so he may have taken a few nips from his secret angel booze flask hidden in his leather pouch on his pants. Bee's potent gut rot. How else could he go around spiking people's drinks otherwise?
"I do hope you're not talking behind my back, boys. Isn't that a little rude? No dirty secrets."
Smirking, he stole a kiss covering Jack's lips with his own, probably coated with scotch, as he held the whiskey bottle behind him.