[ Drinking's not really his thing most of the time, but Michinaga's pretty sure he's earned it at this point. He's at least made himself unapproachable enough that no one's really been by to bother him, so he's had worse evening.
At least until someone suddenly drops down across from him without warning. He doesn't quite startle, but he does find himself staring with slowly ratcheting incredulity as she rambles at him and then-- steals his fucking drink. Yeah, probably should have seen that one coming. It earns a deeply unimpressed glare on sheer principle, but frankly she can have it. ]
That usually work for you? [ Nevermind that it's just worked well enough on him, sort of. ]
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At least until someone suddenly drops down across from him without warning. He doesn't quite startle, but he does find himself staring with slowly ratcheting incredulity as she rambles at him and then-- steals his fucking drink. Yeah, probably should have seen that one coming. It earns a deeply unimpressed glare on sheer principle, but frankly she can have it. ]
That usually work for you? [ Nevermind that it's just worked well enough on him, sort of. ]