Fahren scoffed as he took a sip of the whiskey. It burned nicely against his throat. He couldn’t help but smirk from the brim of the glass. “Yelling? Now don’t flatter yourself, girl. I wasn’t yelling for you. Just asking for you to wait up. I wasn’t done with ya, like I thought…
Fahren scoffed into his drink while taking a sip. “As if, kid. Don’t flatter yourself.” He chuckled for a bit but it slowly stopped. Did he want her to? How inappropriate would that be? He was 25 and she was, what, 16 or 17? Shaking his head, he rid himself of the thought and gave a firm, “No.”
He swirled his drink around in the glass and downed the last bit of it. He slammed the glass down and looked over at her. “What do you say, Ace? Let’s get out of here.” He winked and put on a charming smile. “You know…back to Hogwarts. The sun is setting.” Inwardly, he was laughing. It was all too evident by now that this girl was attracted to him. He might as well have a bit of fun with it. That’s right, think I was about to take you somewhere, only to put your hopes down. He grinned to himself. Playing would be all too fun, but he wouldn’t want to hurt the girl. Poor thing…a silly little school girl with a crush. Beautiful, school girl.