[ He flips through his stuff - mostly receipts, scattered twenties - for his license and glances up just as Billy comes swaying in his direction. Raising an eyebrow Steve watches him for a long moment, assuming the worst. It isn't that he himself hasn't driven around after a few before, he just sort of hates it more when it's someone else.
It's different, or something. ]
Nah, hard liquor's a specific mood.
[ A "feeling sorry for yourself" mood. Steve pauses to grab Billy's shoulder, steadying him. ]
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It's different, or something. ]
Nah, hard liquor's a specific mood.
[ A "feeling sorry for yourself" mood. Steve pauses to grab Billy's shoulder, steadying him. ]
You wanna take one car over there after this?
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[ Steve clearly intended to make that offer so Billy wouldn't have to drive. Billy, unfortunately, is a dumbass.
And he leans into that shoulder touch a little too much for a public place. ]