York

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● York
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[ York drinks, and is just lowering the bottle when North brings that one out and he has to drink again. Goddamnit. ]

That wasn't my fault, either, I was trying to break up the fight.

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[ North grins. ]

You know how it is.

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Never have I ever... hmm. Bailed anyone out of jail.

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[ North drinks at that one. ]

Don't ask.

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[ York can guess, but doesn't. He unwraps another chocolate with. grin instead, waiting for his next inevitable drink. ]

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Never have I ever...

[ This one takes a little more consideration. What sort of things would York have done? ]

...been in love with my CO.

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That's a low blow.

[ But he drinks. Because there's really no denying it. ]

Never have I ever worn aftershave.

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[ North's actually pretty startled at that one. ]

You haven't?

[ But he drinks. ]

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I didn't like the smell of it when I was a kid.

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Huh.

Never have I ever written a completely obscene love letter.

(By obscene I mean explicit.)

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[ York drinks. ]

Calling them love letters might be overstating it, but. You got me.

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[ He points his bottle at York again. ]

Somehow I knew.

You got much of that left?

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Maybe one more. I'm feeling it, though, this is good stuff.

[ He smiles. ]

Thanks for sharing.

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Absolutely.

[ He takes another drink, apropos of nothing, and then opens another caramel. ]

I have more than you do.