After finishing his cocktail, Syx burst out laughing, “I’ve messed around in some awkward places but never in a bathroom,” his shoulders shook as he chuckled, “I can’t say I blame anyone for not being able to take your eyes off you,” he gave Harrison a smoldering look, “We are devilishly handsome.”
He reached for another of the unique cocktails, hemming and hawing over which one he wanted before selecting a suspended fruit. He turned the glass in his hand marveling at how the fruit bits floated, “However I think I have that beat,” he winked at Harrison over the top of the glass, “Inside the Equestinator during a time-out during battle. Roxanne was pissed, it hadn’t been planned and no one thought to untie her when we got distracted.”
“Oh poor Roxanne.” Harrison clucked his tongue. “Did you boys at least have the decency to give her a nice show?” he asked, reaching for the smoking martini glass.
“Well she wasn’t in the Equestinator, if she was I’m sure she would have complained loud enough one of us would have noticed,” he shrugged a shoulder, “Not that I think she’d want to see that.”
He did have to admit that he missed seeing her… but without the game there was no point in kidnapping her. And he was happy… with Anna and Harrison and Minion… The ache in his chest when he watched her news segments was stupid and he really just needed to stop recording them and watching them.
Shaking his head to clear the thought, he took a sip of the sangria and refocused on the person before him. A person who did love him and want him. Unreciprocated infatuation was pointless. The alcohol certainly helped him to relax, “Though putting on a show is what I do best.”
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