Post by Deleted on Jul 1, 2018 21:53:47 GMT -5
Where Wolf? There Wolf.
@kristina / wearing this, fuck polyvore bruh
It seemed that Kris' Portkey Sickness had officially passed once they entered the pounding night club and Alfie was very relieved by the fact that she had seemed to perk up a bit. He would have felt really bad if they had to turn around and go home, mainly because he was looking forward to getting wild with Kristina tonight. After all of that talk earlier he knew they would be in for a good time. With the stress of life lately, that was all he really needed - to get loose and have fun. Forget where he was in life for a little while.
Alfie happily followed as the petite brunette towed him along by the hand and led them over to the empty bar with a smile, he stood close to the woman since the music was very loud (and cuz she was pretty). There was no denying of any shameless flirting or affection from a pretty bird. Hell, he loved it and Kris was undeniably gorgeous so he wouldn't pass on any sort of affection, even if their friendship had been mostly 'professional' up until now. Alfie didn't go out actively seeking attention due to being too busy, but if he was feeling it he wasn't going to go against the flow.
His eyes scanned the endless options of the Muggle alcohol, always finding them quite fascinating. He was a simple, Irish Man, so his preferred drink of choice was a pint of the black stuff. Guinness. It always got the job done. However, if Kristina had a mystery cocktail she was going to get Alfie to try, he'd be more than willing to try anything new for his friend. It would only add to the liquid inhibitions for a little later.
"Signature shot, eh? Is this goin' to be when you roofie me, Kris? 'Cuz I don't reckon you can roofie the willing." Alfie waggled his eyebrows in jest, before leaning against the counter, "...Y'know what? That would actually be more like wooofies for me." he stated with a blank face, until his lips finally curled into a very cheesy smile. Ba da chhh. Some day he'd make some terribly cringe worthy Dad jokes. "Okay, just kiddin'. That was a dark, bad joke." Alfie snorted at his stupid joke as Kristina easily got the bartenders attention. He flashed the black Muggle credit card at the man as Kristina ordered her specialty shot for the both of them. "Make 'em a double good sir." Alfie announced confidentially, already looking to get obliterated.
"The liver is evil and must be punished." he turned to Kris to cheers with her and cocked his head back to take a good solid drink. His taste buds practically winced at the contact since it was equivalent to lighter fluid, but it was welcomed since the effects instantly loosened him up. The bartender pushed two more cocktails toward them with a smile. The music around them was picking up, which caused Alfie to absentmindedly rock and sway to the beats, so with drinks at hand he pulled Kris by the hand like she had before towards the madness. Once they found a good spot among the crowd of Muggles, he playfully and dramatically full body shimmied toward her, threatening to spill his drink. Worth it.
It seemed that Kris' Portkey Sickness had officially passed once they entered the pounding night club and Alfie was very relieved by the fact that she had seemed to perk up a bit. He would have felt really bad if they had to turn around and go home, mainly because he was looking forward to getting wild with Kristina tonight. After all of that talk earlier he knew they would be in for a good time. With the stress of life lately, that was all he really needed - to get loose and have fun. Forget where he was in life for a little while.
Alfie happily followed as the petite brunette towed him along by the hand and led them over to the empty bar with a smile, he stood close to the woman since the music was very loud (and cuz she was pretty). There was no denying of any shameless flirting or affection from a pretty bird. Hell, he loved it and Kris was undeniably gorgeous so he wouldn't pass on any sort of affection, even if their friendship had been mostly 'professional' up until now. Alfie didn't go out actively seeking attention due to being too busy, but if he was feeling it he wasn't going to go against the flow.
His eyes scanned the endless options of the Muggle alcohol, always finding them quite fascinating. He was a simple, Irish Man, so his preferred drink of choice was a pint of the black stuff. Guinness. It always got the job done. However, if Kristina had a mystery cocktail she was going to get Alfie to try, he'd be more than willing to try anything new for his friend. It would only add to the liquid inhibitions for a little later.
"Signature shot, eh? Is this goin' to be when you roofie me, Kris? 'Cuz I don't reckon you can roofie the willing." Alfie waggled his eyebrows in jest, before leaning against the counter, "...Y'know what? That would actually be more like wooofies for me." he stated with a blank face, until his lips finally curled into a very cheesy smile. Ba da chhh. Some day he'd make some terribly cringe worthy Dad jokes. "Okay, just kiddin'. That was a dark, bad joke." Alfie snorted at his stupid joke as Kristina easily got the bartenders attention. He flashed the black Muggle credit card at the man as Kristina ordered her specialty shot for the both of them. "Make 'em a double good sir." Alfie announced confidentially, already looking to get obliterated.
"The liver is evil and must be punished." he turned to Kris to cheers with her and cocked his head back to take a good solid drink. His taste buds practically winced at the contact since it was equivalent to lighter fluid, but it was welcomed since the effects instantly loosened him up. The bartender pushed two more cocktails toward them with a smile. The music around them was picking up, which caused Alfie to absentmindedly rock and sway to the beats, so with drinks at hand he pulled Kris by the hand like she had before towards the madness. Once they found a good spot among the crowd of Muggles, he playfully and dramatically full body shimmied toward her, threatening to spill his drink. Worth it.
