Thomas

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Thomas squinted a little "It's like a warm, wet hug." He said finally, making Newt furrow his brow at the stench of the alcohol still lingering in his mouth.

„Please, don't use American Horror Story references or me or I'm gonna throw up," he made a gagging noise to prove he was not kidding and Thomas chuckled, apparently a little wobbly on his feet.
"I've just kissed you, and this is all you have to say?"
"You started with shitty quotes," Newt uttered.
Thomas was drunk. He could taste it still. Taking the kiss as something more than a hey, my brain thought it's a good idea, but will erase it in the morning thing was above Newt's powers - or patience at that matter. So he batted away Thomas' grabby hands and pushed him instead on the sofa, throwing a blanket over him.
"Sleep it off, you drunkard."

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