( billy had been waiting for that and now that mccoy has, he just smirks and grabs the bottle before hunting for a glass. he doesn't want to think too much about it though. )
So, how the fuck did you steal my face?
( he pours the whiskey and leans back against the counter, eyeing the other man with suspicion. )
no subject
( billy had been waiting for that and now that mccoy has, he just smirks and grabs the bottle before hunting for a glass. he doesn't want to think too much about it though. )
So, how the fuck did you steal my face?
( he pours the whiskey and leans back against the counter, eyeing the other man with suspicion. )