Vincent frowns, staring at the male in hopes for a differing answer. He lets out a short, exasperated breath before rephrasing his question.
“No, sir, I was wondering if you had Fireball?”
@pixelatedkisscs !!
sssorry.....minho...
{ he muttered , before unceremoniously passing out on dima's arms -- smearing the vomit all over both their shirts }
“fuck— ah-“ he gagged, covering his face and holding his breath because if he smelt it or thought about it even, he would end up throwing up too.
/ pov dima in full panic mode bahaha