I've got a few bottles of wine...

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Prompt (tumblr): "I've got a few bottles of wine and all the time in the world to talk to you."

Response:

"Look you can't. And that's the end of it," Farley let go of the girl's arm just inside the doorway and left before another protest could be launched.

She was one of the smallest, but not the youngest, mal-nutrition and being on the run had stolen the baby-fat she should have still had. Kilorn thought she looked six, but she could have been as old as nine.

"How'd she catch you?" Enest, an older boy, about fifteen walked from the games table to console her.

"I sneezed," she let her head fall and her shoulders slumped.

Kilorn chuckled, announcing himself when he thought his presence was completely known.

"Shhh, back to cards," Enest directed, glaring at Kilorn.

"Ah, right. A grown up," Kilorn chuckles again.

"Yeah, one of *them*," Enest sneered.

"Me? One of them? Why you think I'm here with you and not out there loading the blackrun? I'm not one of *them*," Kilorn pulled the cork from the bottle. "So you want on the voyage? Is this place so bad?" He took a swig.

"You don't know."

"Yeah, I don't know?" Kilorn challenged.

"You and that silver prince. You don't know what it's like..." Enest had pulled away from the other children, separated himself and hushed his voice. Kilorn could see the burning need. Enest was about to explode something raged so hot inside him.

"I've got a few bottles of wine and all the time in the world. Why don't you tell me exactly what I don't know?" Kilorn held out the bottle.

"For me?" Enest's eyes grow big. His arms stayed pinned stiff to his side.

"What's the worst that's gonna happen? You gonna get crazy and rob a bank? Come on, let's go have a chat by the fire."

"By the fire? Me, with you, by the fire?"

"Come on, Enest, this wine doesn't drink it's self." Kilorn headed through the door. Enest looked back at the kids at the game table. The children stared back, waiting for him to claim his seat. But instead, he followed.

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