"Do you need to get back to her? The night is still young and I'm sure as hell not sitting here to watch him pass out. I am so sick of him and his drinking. Let's do something- what did you have in mind? I didn't get all dressed up for nothing."
I am so sick of him and his drinking. Let's do something- what did you have in mind? I didn't get all dressed up for nothing."
"Let's try and make him jealous." Storm pats his thigh. "Come sit in my lap, dear."
OOC: Storm is a 40 yo man, distinguished with dark brown hair streaked with grey. At 6', he keeps his 190lbs fit with Golf, squash and skiing. His blue eyes are piercingly honest, he has no use for deceit.