✓ Memoir 3 // Action in the Tavern

[hawkethat]

[The music is lively and the taps are open and flowing freely at Teeter's. It's a fantastic place to unwind after a long day of running errands. Hawke's got a table to himself where he can watch the dancing and keep his puppy pack contained and out from underfoot, away from the other patrons.

If he sees a familiar face, he'll wave and extend an invitation to join him.

If he sees an unfamiliar face, he'll pretty much do exactly the same thing, because that's how he rolls.]

Having a good time?

Comments

[hawkethat]

You might be surprised.

[No, not really, but he's not just going to say that.]

[onetrackminds]

All I can promise is that I'll do my best to provide. I just hope you'll be satisfied.

[hint hint flirt flirt.]

[hawkethat]

Well, that's a better promise than I've had from anyone in a long time. I suppose it'll suffice, for now.

[leaning over the table conspiratorially now, flirting so hard. It's gross, Anders, don't look.]

[onetrackminds]

It's the least I can do.

[because, though he's not saying it, he just really appreciates Hawke being his friend. Even if Hawke's just having a bit of fun here.]

[hawkethat]

You don't really strike me as the type to just do the "least" of what you can do.

[Anders is too generous and giving and self-sacrificing to stop at just the bare minimum.]

[onetrackminds]

[but when you always give everything, your everything becomes the least you can do.]

Alright. Just for you, I'll put some effort in.

[hawkethat]

I bet you say that to all the girls.

[So pleasantly and disgustingly buzzed right now, and fast on his way to drunk town, awww yeah.]