"You always do." Percy wobbles as he stands - blame the wine, the way it combines with his sense of anticipation to make him feel a bit like he's floating - and offers his free hand to Vex. She won't need the help getting up, but he'd like to keep hold of her, particularly once they start up the steep flight of stairs. "Besides, compared to the billiards table, it'll be downright comfortable."
There won't be any wayward cues digging into anyone's sides this time.
no subject
There won't be any wayward cues digging into anyone's sides this time.