by raibee. » Tue Apr 12, 2011 12:49 pm
(Awesome sauce. o 3 o)
Turning to face the originator of the shout, Ian frowned when his suspicions were confirmed. A man stood in front of Ian. He was rather large framed, was built like an army dog, and was quite easy on the eyes as well. In fact, he was the spitting image of Ian, only older. "What are you doing here, Lucien?" Ian inquired irritably, removing the man's arm from around his shoulders.
"Aww, Ian. Is that how you greet your older brother?" Lucien grinned, knowing his brother felt like murdering him. After all, last time the two had met, the two hadn't exactly been meeting as friends. Both knew they couldn't kill each other in the café, though. It wouldn't give either of them a good reputation and when Ian didn't answer his question, Lucien sighed. "I'm here to enjoy the music, same as you." He placed a hand on Ian's shoulder, making it clear he was being serious. A second later, however, that same hand was used to playfully smack Ian on the cheek before the siblings parted ways.
Ian watched for a moment as Lucien found a table, then turned back to the bar. "Lorenzo, could I have another Scotch?" Ian inquired, ignoring the look of disapproval in the man's eyes. "Lorenzo?" The young man inquired when Lorenzo didn't reply. The bartender didn't say anything and placed the glass in front of Ian, the disapproving glimmer hung in his eyes. The older man sighed as he watched Ian gulp down the liquor. So much for only one or two driks tonight.
(Eew. This is an awful post, but if I don't post now, I'll forget to later. XD)

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