Post by MICHAEL THOMAS SELWYN on Jul 2, 2019 11:26:19 GMT -5
Michael laughed, he probably wasn’t the best person to be giving advice anyway. “I do don’t I?” he grinned at Zach. “I need a few more of these.” Lifting it drink up, he necked the rest of the warming liquid. It had gone down better than expected. “You might make some helpful friends here, that’s if you needed them of course.” He didn’t want to presume that Zach would go onto to do anything apart from being a model citizen.
Stealing. Maybe the reaction might have been a little over dramatic, he didn’t say anything though. Zach was a decent guy, who from his revelation obviously had a temper. “I see,” he started. “Must have been something quite special to lose then. Did you get it back?” Having no indication of what it was he had stolen had piqued his interest but he had already been too nosy. Maybe after a couple of drinks he’d open up.
For the first time his eye contact with the man was broken. He needed to stop asking questions. Michael didn’t even know what the whole plan was going to entail, a trip to Azkaban definitely wasn’t one of those things. “I’m just curious,” he replied with a slight shrug, bringing himself back to the present. “Can I get another?” He lifted his empty glass. “Joining me?” If he knew Zach needed to pay he would have offered to get him one but it seemed like it was an open bar for the tattooed man.
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