greyson's head turns on a swivel and away from the conversation he was holding. beneath the dusk sky, and between light cast by flickering flames, he spots annalise henderson trudging her way to him.
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he gives a quiet farewell to the woman next to him and trudges through the sand towards anna. he wears simple swimming trunks and a lose button up 'hawaiian' style tee. in one hand he holds a pink, fruity cocktail.
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"why would i be avoiding you?" he asks, somewhat concerned by the suddenness of it.

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he moves to argue, but finds that words do not come easy. he does look at her, gawks even, before a faint hue dots his dimpled cheeks.
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he quickly raises his eyes, passing a few.... notable assets along the way.
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"i must've been distracted," he says placatingly, hands up in surrender. the ice in his glass clinks with the movement, and he struggles to maintain eye contact. "but, i'm here now. did you want to hang out?"

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greyson swallows, pushing away the thoughts that bubble to the surface. she leans forward, making it all the more... distracting.
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"no one!" he says a little too quickly, confused slightly as to why he'd reacted like that. his gaze trails down to her hands, and the curv- arceus greyson, stop it!
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he hands over his drink, eager to satisfy the woman and keep her from hounding him further. the few seconds of silence allows him to reorient his thoughts, and he uses it to his advantage.
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"i love sweet things," he admits, chuckling nervously, "not really a beer guy." this is of course, when he spots the fact that his drink was nearly empty, and she didn't have one for herself. at all.
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that wouldn't do.
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"let's go get some more drinks?" he flashes teeth, an award winning smile that comes naturally in anna's presence. he pinpoints the thunderous tempo of his heart, and for a moment before stepping forth, wonders why it was beating so quickly.
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"i couldn't have said it better myself. good to see youre on the right side of histor!" he agrees with a shout, eyeing the drink that had once been his, "honestly people who rave about dark liquor are probably just old."
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approaching the gentleman behind the bar, a man who wore no shoes or shirt, but was still keen on the service part.
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"a few more of-" he points to the glass nestled in anna's chest "-these. oh, and-" he looks to anna questiongly, the glow from the bartenders neon lighted circlet illuminating her skin nicely.
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"-shots?"

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something about the eagerness to get greyson drunk should concern him. he knew that she was up to no good; a little rattata scampering across the floor of his psyche. but, greyson allows himself to shake off the hampering mental fatigue, accumulated by the hell of the past few months, and indulge in a semblance of normalcy.
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he knocks back both glasses wordlessly, an 'ah' of relief the only thing to trumpet his finish.
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he waves another figure, summoning more drinks. his grin spreads, fingers tapping against the harsh wood.
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"now it's your turn, little anna."

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her attitude is infectious, and greyson finds the tension in his body bleeding away.
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"not bad yerself, ranger." he says with a grin of his own, reaching for the fruity drink at the bar. he sips it through a straw out of the corner of his mouth, placing it back onto the wood where a ring of water's already formed.
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"gotta work on that face you make though," greyson says with a small laugh. he'd been the same, once, before he sat atop the mast of a ship and drank the battery acid and piss combination that was in the bottle skyler dross had brought.
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hard to beat that.
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"hm, shall we make a game of it? what do you think?"

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he remembers a game he'd played with someone else a few months back. it did wonders in loosening their lips, and getting the conversation flowing.
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it also got them hammered beyond belief.
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"simple: we take turns asking the other person a question, and they must answer honestly. if they don't wish to answer, they take a shot." he flashes a row of teeth, grinning.
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"start us off, ranger."

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