She glared at the vampire who was an alcoholic day and night. “Well maybe you should stop or get it yourself.” She was irritated since their wasn’t liquor in her home. Did she expect her home to be crawling with booze? “Sorry for not getting your sensitive taste palette right. Why are you here?”
Damon looked at the brunette curiously as a sheepish smirk splayed over his face. He definitely enjoyed pushing her buttons. “I would but it’s oddly empty at the boarding house.” Damon shrugged, setting the glass on the table. A chuckled left his lips, “I don’t even need to have a sensitive taste palette to know that it has too much sugar. Besides, aren’t we friends? Thought friends were able to see each other?”
