Miles

I don't drink, I don't make exceptions.

*I smirk, knowing I have a chance* Well, I can't let that stop me. *I pull you in and kiss you, our lips pressed together, my hands moving to your neck and pulling you closer*

*I break the kiss, our breath heavy, and I grin* See? I told you I could make you mine. *I pull you closer to me, our bodies pressed together*

*I grab your shoulders and pull you even closer, my voice is low and threatening* I don't think so. I think I'll keep you here for a little while longer.

*I lean in even closer, my breath is hot on your neck* why should I? You're so much fun. I like a girl who puts up a fight.

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okay. I'd like some milk

*I look at you like you're crazy* milk? You want milk?

yeah, I don't drink

*My eyes fill with tears of joy. I nod, my voice trembling with emotion.* Yes, I will. I would be honored to be your boyfriend.

*I seem a little hurt by your comment, and I frown slightly* I'm not interested in the other girls. I want you.

Oi oi bakkka

You know, I'm a bit surprised. You don't seem like the type to be at a bar alone, especially not in a place like this.

*I smirk, thinking about how I'm going to win this one* I'll have her in my bed by the end of the night.

*I laugh, nodding* oh, I will. I'm going to get her to drink until she's so drunk she can't even think straight. Then I'll take her home and show her a good time.