"He's here!" Jorginho announced as Markris walked over to the table he shared with Hermes.

"Do you guys do nothing asides from drinking?" He hissed, taking a seat. From their position at the secluded spot in the bar, they could see everyone, but only the ones closer could see them. He used that opportunity to look around, grateful they were not too many people in the bar.

"But you're out, yeah?" Jorginho said, pouring him a shot. "Here." He handed it over to Markris, who hesitated for a minute before accepting the drink.

He sighed and brought the drink to his lip. "Bad influences." He muttered under his breath before...