Well if you need a bar to walk into... [OPEN]

[verydangerman]

Characters: Shizuo and YOU
Setting/Location: Caravan, Level 4, Formerly Vacant Room A. Now the Bar.
Date & Time: Day 01, Early evening
Warnings: Shizuo
Summary: Bar! Alcohol! Whatever you want! Please read the OOC comments.

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[cumsubrisu]

After exploring the top of his rooming tower, Fuuma headed back down the stairs with the intention of going outside one last time when he noticed one of the rooms had changed. Intrigued, he stepped inside and took a look around, a faint smile of appreciation playing across his lips as he noticed how stocked the bar was. The atmosphere was pleasant as well.

Coming up to the bar, Fuuma sat on a stool in front of Shizuo and rested his chin on a hand.

"Any recommendations?"

[verydangerman]

Shizuo hadn't been paying much attention, idly lost in cleaning a glass, but smiled a bit when he saw Fuuma.

"Sorry, don't drink. You'll have to make a guess."

[cumsubrisu]

Scanning the shelves, his eyes came to rest on a bottle with what looked like a dark green liquid inside. Fuuma didn't recognize the label, but that had never really stopped him before. He pointed to it.

"That one."

[verydangerman]

Takes the bottle down and pours him a shot of it.

[verydangerman]

She didn't sound like she was in the mood for guessing games, so Shizuo opted to stick with bottles he knew the contents of. One shot of vodka, coming up.

"Anything else?"

[verydangerman]

Shizuo doesn't seem terribly surprised, and pours her another. But this time he adds, "There's a limit."