Des had a smirk on her face, taking the flask. She sat back on her heels and opened it. She tilted it back, taking a long draw from it before tilting it back. She handed it over to Soren.

Soren took it back and took a longer drag from the flask and held it out to her.

Des took it back, taking another drink from it. Seemed they were playing the pass the flask until someone feels it game, as she passed it back. "So..." she said, not really knowing what to say.

Soren took a drink and passed it back. "So where are you from?"

"The city..." Des said, taking another swig. She'd moved around so much, she couldn't really say a specific place. "You?" she asked, handing it back.

"My Mother and Father" Soren said using the sarcastic answer as he took a drink.

"You came from your father? That's pretty sick," Des said in a joking tone.

Soren laughed. "You know what I mean" He said as he handed her the flask.

"Mmhmm," she joked, rolling her eyes as she took the flask. She took a long draw, finally starting to feel a little buzz kicking in.

Soren rolled his eyes taking out the second flask and drunk out of that one, it was the one with stronger booze.

Des could smell the difference in the alcohols. Cheap whiskey in one, moonshine in the other. "That's more like the alcohol I was talking about," she teased, sitting back and resting her back against the base of the couch.

"Here" He said handing her the flask.

Des took the flask, the smell strong enough to gag or make just about anyone cringe. Yet, she easily shot down a swig, handing the flask back with a 'satisfied' grunt. "Yep. Moonshine. Can't get it like that in the city..."

"Nope I had to bribe a few guys" Soren said taking the moonshine. He took a heavy swig and handed it back. "hm not much of a buzz yet"

"Try standing up, it'll hit ya," Des said, knowing moonshine was nearly pure alcohol especially compared to store bought liquors. She took another swig, trying to get a good one going herself. Though, from the way she was drinking and her bmi it was obvious she was going for 'drunk'.

Soren watched her drink, it was easy to see she was going to drink until she was either drunk or passed out.

Des handed the flask back with a smirk. "Don't worry, I'm not a sloppy drunk," she said, shifting a bit so that her rear was resting on the ground instead of on her heels.

"Im not worried I just hope we don't get to wasted...or maybe we should" He said smirking back as he drank some more.

"The only time you're too wasted is when you're no good," Des said. "As long as you can still crawl and aren't puking up your guts, you're good," she said, crawling over to Soren and taking the flask. She took a swig, then placed it back in his hands, closer than ever now.

He took a long drink and handed it to her. "True if you can't crawl you can't do much else"

"Exactly," Des said, lifting the metal flask to her lips. "So, is this all you managed to sneak in then?" she asked, curious if he'd brought anything else tucked under his jacket. She handed him back the flask.

"It was complicated, I had to hide the flasks in my jacket lining, then I had to pad the entire jacket lining so it looked the same" Soren said shrugging.

Des smirked, climbing onto Soren's lap. "That wasn't really an answer to my question," she said, sliding her hands along his stomach.

Soren felt his muscels tighten. "Depends if you need more liqour and smokes"

"Smokes are nice to have. What kind you got?" she asked, resting her knees on the ground on either side of him. "Just...cigarettes or...other smokes?"