[ wow, welcome to (generic murdergame and/or jamjar setting)! the first week in these sort of things is always a touch awkward, but the ever so kind hosts have decided that bonding with drinks is the way to go. and who can really complain about that?
certainly not stead. despite his - well, despite his clothing, which nearly screams man of the cloth (at least from orsterra, anyway), he's kicked back in a chair, one leg crossed over the other, holding a glass filled with some kind of amber liquid in his left hand and letting the ice clink against the side as he swirls it.
he looks thoughtfully at his companion, at the people around the room and what they're being encouraged to do, and then smiles, mischievous. ]
This game is called... what was it now? 'Never have I ever.' [ stead sounds out each word there, a little emphasis. ] You'll have to teach me how to play - I'm afraid I'm not familiar.
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① generic: drinking games
certainly not stead. despite his - well, despite his clothing, which nearly screams man of the cloth (at least from orsterra, anyway), he's kicked back in a chair, one leg crossed over the other, holding a glass filled with some kind of amber liquid in his left hand and letting the ice clink against the side as he swirls it.
he looks thoughtfully at his companion, at the people around the room and what they're being encouraged to do, and then smiles, mischievous. ]
This game is called... what was it now? 'Never have I ever.' [ stead sounds out each word there, a little emphasis. ] You'll have to teach me how to play - I'm afraid I'm not familiar.
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