The comment makes Steve take pause, thinking of his own mother. She drank a
lot, left him with nannies and babysitters until he was old enough, in
their eyes, to take care of himself. He doesn't say anything, because he
knows Alex isn't like his mother and if there were ever a time to go on a
bit of a bender, it's now.
The cup balances precariously on her knee and Steve puts his hand there,
finger and thumb curled around the base of the glass while his palm rests
on her bare knee. He takes a long sip from his own glass and the liquor
doesn't even burn going down. That should be enough to tell him that he's
been drinking too much but fuck it, he deserves a bender too.
"How was work?" Steve asks, still amused by the fact that he's such good
friends with a stripper. Sorry-- with a dancer. "Anything interesting
happen?"
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The comment makes Steve take pause, thinking of his own mother. She drank a lot, left him with nannies and babysitters until he was old enough, in their eyes, to take care of himself. He doesn't say anything, because he knows Alex isn't like his mother and if there were ever a time to go on a bit of a bender, it's now.
The cup balances precariously on her knee and Steve puts his hand there, finger and thumb curled around the base of the glass while his palm rests on her bare knee. He takes a long sip from his own glass and the liquor doesn't even burn going down. That should be enough to tell him that he's been drinking too much but fuck it, he deserves a bender too.
"How was work?" Steve asks, still amused by the fact that he's such good friends with a stripper. Sorry-- with a dancer. "Anything interesting happen?"