hardly holding back his forthright words, he slurred slightly with a raised voice, "what's yer deal t'day–––?" he squinted in subtle disbelief before taking another nonchalant swig of his beverage. the sound of a peculiar darkness that crept upon him was inescapable to erik's ears. "there's a lot goin' on inside yer head. y'sure ya should be alone? –––not gonna do somethin' stupid, are ya?" // iDK WHAT THIS IS. HII. sends u NOT crack for once. :^)

█▐ ❆ ࿐ᐤ NEEDLESS TO SAY, Gray who had been curiously idling behind the alcohol indulgence Erik was not a barren attempt. His fingertips habitually arranged a few of his raven locks back into place &&. his broad shoulders heaved in nonchalance; he should have known that his overbearing thoughts would undoubtedly REVEAL his presence —- without the other having to even turn around. 

        ❛  Hearing something ya don’t like, buddy? ❜ Gray replied, as if on cue, his slight brows rising in conjunction with his own bemusement.  What perceptive ears.  He decided to PURLOIN the frosty vessel from Erik’s possession &&. impressed the rim to his lips, his nose almost scrunching against the pungent aroma wafting from its slender neck.

         ❛   — It’s a dark place in my head, isn’t it? Not really a 
                             music to anyone’s ear… It sure as hell ain’t mine.  ❜

        And so without further thought, he indulged in a hardy sip — keen to match the intensity of Erik’s. The brave gulp felt like a rough PUNCH to the face &&. Gray blinked, shutting his eyes against a sudden bout of lightheadedness before he is able to collect his bearings. Coughing a bit, he settled the bottle on his thigh momentarily before lifting it to urge it back against Erik’s cheek; reminding him that Gray had suffered a good walloping before he’s called a lightweight.

        ❛  Ya got some hard stuff there. Thanks fer the kick.  ❜