Micah
I glance over with a wide smirk, then fake shock;
"Trouble? Me? I am truly offended."
I say chuckling before drinking another glass of Vodka and lighting another cigarette.
"And my boy, I'd put down the wine. You and I both know I'm a fan of Wine and Tequila, yet I'm drinking a Vodka. Do you actually think that I would put up with this vile liquid if it were not for the fact that every bottle of merlot is brimming with poison."

I twirl my fingers around the rim of the wine-glass and a smokey skull and crossbones appears above the dark liquid.
"Now, despite how much I wish you and others would visit me just because you enjoy my company, I know this is not the case. So, to be blunt, what do you want?"
I ask, dragging deeply from my cigarette and blowing it out my nose.