[Ah, one of those Viktor Thoughts things, he understands completely now. He hums, leaning into another kiss, sharp juice flavor and all. This is how he'll consume all alcohol from now on? Indirectly, through kissing Viktor.

And! It spins! Wow! He'd love to spend the rest of this evening alternating between kissing his- ah- his Viktor, while he waits for the vocabulary to settle, and also spinning his new ring around, but first:]

I do like it. And I love you. Come and drink some water, I don't want you to suffer through the whole morning.

[Tug tug, come to this table, there are Plain Snacks.]

Where's yours?