[sometimes, you just have to end a long day with a good drink. the life of a travelling mercenary—do the work when it's called for, top the night off with the drink and maybe the company of a beautiful woman...
the first two things are covered—so now it's time to eye the area in the tavern to see he can try to fulfill that last condition.
probably not his wisest move, but there's little getting around the fact that spotting sara... well, she's attractive enough for him to want to approach and see where it takes him.]
...Not much of a time at the bar if you let your glass empty. [little does alvin know that she probably wouldn't go that long with the pint glass empty.
or that she's probably already thrown back a few. he's not a very wise man, after all.]
Just catching my breath before round 5. [ And yet Sara says this without the slightest bit of a slur; that bright cheerfulness could be a product of the alcohol, maybe. Or the fact that she didn't immediately look at him and sigh, because her type tends to be a much older man and he doesn't have those kinds of indications in his face. ]
At least. Not like it's a bad thing, but it's just... pretty unexpected.
[of course not. alvin, on the other hand really wouldn't start much of a fight. he'd probably instigate other people with his shady ways and then casually stroll out.
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