[ a bark of laughter is all Hirato receives for a response at first. it carries in the silence of the night, the sound of it loud and clear, that of obvious joy. joy and enjoyment from such a little, insignificant thing. but Tsukitachi always takes whatever he can get with Hirato. always enjoy the little things, because they're the only ones that will come. ]

There are more ways than just one to open a wine bottle, my friend.

[ gracefully, he takes both glasses in his hands and offers Hirato one of them. his smile always present, never leaving, as if glued to his face. for the time being, it's just what it is: simple smile, nothing less, nothing more, it reaches his eyes easily. ]

If you can't pull it out, you shove it in. Same difference~

[ ah, a man of many skills: probably most of them when it came to partying and alcohol-- and most of them probably not the sort of skills he should be proud of. relatively. ]