Drink a few of these and you'll end up wherever you goddamn please.
( A jaunty little salute, just on the cusp of mocking. He raises his goblet of - whatever it is - uncaring that some of the froth sloshes out over the side, splashing out over the table. He's halfway to nirvana, himself.
—because Roy is a child of American individualism at its worst, meaning that he does what he wants, when he wants, how he wants. Manners and all that fairy stuff (not that kind of fairy stuff, present company notwithstanding) are meant for people who give a damn. )
oh my god, yes.
( A jaunty little salute, just on the cusp of mocking. He raises his goblet of - whatever it is - uncaring that some of the froth sloshes out over the side, splashing out over the table. He's halfway to nirvana, himself.
—because Roy is a child of American individualism at its worst, meaning that he does what he wants, when he wants, how he wants. Manners and all that fairy stuff (not that kind of fairy stuff, present company notwithstanding) are meant for people who give a damn. )