Ronan's brow furrows and he jerks back at the press of Noah's finger to his lips, scowling.
"Fuck off, at least there's beer," he snarls, though he keeps his voice low, more sulk than bite. He takes another drink then before looking back at Noah, eyes narrowed, a frown still creasing his lips. "You really like him?"
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Date: 2016-07-04 10:19 pm (UTC)"Fuck off, at least there's beer," he snarls, though he keeps his voice low, more sulk than bite. He takes another drink then before looking back at Noah, eyes narrowed, a frown still creasing his lips. "You really like him?"