Physique
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A real drink would go well with those cigarettes. That's a great combination.
That sugary black rum stain on the counter makes you teary-eyed with joy. It's almost touching how syrupy and sticky it is. How long have you been up already?
Oh excuse me, do you have something better to do than lust for sweet syrupy rum and lemonade? With a twist of lemon? Maybe lime? Maybe who cares, just rum?
An hour would have been bad -- two hours is mystical. You have truly wiped out all trace of yourself if you haven't thought about rum and lemonade yet.
MAYBE YOU HAVEN'T TURNED OUT WELL FOR YOUR DRINKING?! Have you thought about that?! Get a god damn rum and lemonade into yourself, boy! Or better yet -- lick that stain off the counter!
What happened, man? You used to be cool. Go get your boring normal person drink then...
You press your tongue against the counter. The stain is crusted at first, but after a couple of licks it starts to melt like a snowflake. If snowflakes were made of spiced black rum. Maybe it's your imagination but there's already some lemonade in it too. And some human hairs.
Yeah man, yeah! Your mesolimbic reward pathway is going wild at the thought. Lick it, lick it, lick it your receptors chant.
It would go well with those cigarettes. That's a great combination.
Sweet lord, a whole hour! And you haven't thought about rum and lemonade in all that time? You've truly extinguished all trace of yourself.
You could definitely go for some more. The titillating scent of alcohol in your nostrils was beautiful.
She's delicate, yet lost. Ruined underneath it all.
Wait, this actress really does look a lot like Klaasje. She may have been right about this Ruby after all...
Wait, doesn't she... resemble someone you know? But you can't put a finger on whom exactly.
Hey now, hey. Hey! Hey. You need the booze to focus, alright?
She's energetically impressed with you and your values. This is sincere. She's the kind of person who believes in telling a man that he's quite the man while he's being very manly.
A young woman like this is probably out partying the night away. Drink and drugs, sweet drugs are involved. Loneliness begone...