majus
CHYOA Guru
We walked along the wharf. In the distance, I see a group of three young men. I can see they are passing a bottle of what I can only assume is some type of hard alcohol between them.
I reached out, took Cuthbert by the hand, and led him toward them. “I hope you’ve read a few books on acting techniques in your studies.
I intentionally bumped into one when we were about to pass by the guys. “Hey, asshole! Watch where you are going!”
Becket raised an eyebrow, with some amusement, but followed Chloe.
"I might not be of a Toreador clan, but I am not inept, Neonate."
As she bumped against the man, he looked at her sheepishly.
"Sorry! My bad!" He said waving friendly.
"Sorry! Have fun on your date!" Another said winking at Becket.
"Cheers!" The third called with a smile as the two friends dragged the third one away.
Becket glanced at Chloe with amusement.
"I guess, in northern states, the effect would be different?" He asked, amusement unmistakable in his tone.


