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[latino_menace]

Ramon is lounging in a booth, dressed casually in jeans and a white shirt. There's a bottle in front of him and he has an air of general satisfaction with life.

Which isn't to say that if you're one of two certain people, his mood won't flick like a switch. But it does mean that anyone else is reasonably assured of civility at the least.

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[weplayparts]

"Long time, no talk."

Saffron (or so she thinks, at least) isn't one of those two people.

She leans over the other end of the booth, grinning at him.

[latino_menace]

He grins easily and immediately pours another drink, pushing it towards her.

'How's life treating you?'

[weplayparts]

She accepts the drink without any difficulty whatsoever.

"No complaints here. You?"

[latino_menace]

'Apart from a couple of assholes around the place, not bad at all.'

But in Ramon's world, there are always assholes around.

[lockitwithkeys]

"Ramon."

He's already sitting.

[latino_menace]

'Roxas.'

He pours him a drink - polite, see? - even though it's probably pointless.

'Life the same?'

[lockitwithkeys]

"Thank you." it's as empty as Ramon's empathy but also polite. "Yes."

[latino_menace]

'That sucks.'

Empty, yes. We'd be lying if we said he didn't look a touch amused, as well.

[justcallmefee]

"Cariño," Fiona drawls, bending down to kiss his ear from behind. "Miss me?"

[latino_menace]

'Mmmm. Of course.'

He smiles and tilts his head back to see her.

'Where have you been?'

[justcallmefee]

"Went for a run, just got back from taking a shower," she answers, slipping around his shoulder and insinuating herself into his lap.

"Where've you been?"

[latino_menace]

His wraps his arms around her loosely, leaning up for a kiss.

'Looking for some people.'

She smells nice.

'You smell nice.'