Thank you. [And that's heartfelt thanks right there.
Come to think of it, Lu Meng realises this is the first time Alvin's come over to his place. It's a bit regrettable that it's for such a grim reason, but well...it's not like Lu Meng had any reason to invite people over anyway.
The moment he hears the knock on the door, he's there to greet his friend with a tense nod.] Alvin. I hope this isn't too troublesome for you.
[He lets Alvin into the house and guides him to the dining table. Lu Meng's home is sparsely decorated, which suits his frugal personality. But a possible note to Alvin is that the cupboards are only half filled with books, which would be strange for Lu Meng, given how much he likes to collect and read all forms of reading material. And that it's strange that he's got a spare room around. Two bedroom apartments...aren't exactly expensive, but he's such a scrooge that there's not much reason to have another room...
...unless it's because he misses Shun, and some part of him still holds onto the hope that the young teen could some day live with him again. But even though the curtains are drawn open to allow the light to stream in, there's a resigned air to the space, a deep, entrenched melancholy in the shadows.
Anyway, there are six bottles of really potent, hard stuff on the table. They're definitely not cheap.]
Which one do you want? Feel free to choose any bottle.
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Come to think of it, Lu Meng realises this is the first time Alvin's come over to his place. It's a bit regrettable that it's for such a grim reason, but well...it's not like Lu Meng had any reason to invite people over anyway.
The moment he hears the knock on the door, he's there to greet his friend with a tense nod.] Alvin. I hope this isn't too troublesome for you.
[He lets Alvin into the house and guides him to the dining table. Lu Meng's home is sparsely decorated, which suits his frugal personality. But a possible note to Alvin is that the cupboards are only half filled with books, which would be strange for Lu Meng, given how much he likes to collect and read all forms of reading material. And that it's strange that he's got a spare room around. Two bedroom apartments...aren't exactly expensive, but he's such a scrooge that there's not much reason to have another room...
...unless it's because he misses Shun, and some part of him still holds onto the hope that the young teen could some day live with him again. But even though the curtains are drawn open to allow the light to stream in, there's a resigned air to the space, a deep, entrenched melancholy in the shadows.
Anyway, there are six bottles of really potent, hard stuff on the table. They're definitely not cheap.]
Which one do you want? Feel free to choose any bottle.