[img]https://i.imgur.com/gdOqNDy.jpeg[/img] [right][code]INTERACTIONS:[/code][@webboysurf][@PatientBean] [url=https://imgur.com/a/QXmsAE6]Outfit[/url][/right] [color=#f0e69f]"Well, I won't say no to another drink. What about you? We were commenting on the weather, which is usually the sign of good conversation, but in this case I think so because we are sitting here in warmth while it is definitely freezing elsewhere. Any other day that would be batshit or cause for concern with global warming, but here I think it is probably the tip of the iceberg."[/color] Forest listened intently. He was glad that neither of the women was upset with him just sliding into their space like this, and that they were open to sharing a drink. Out of the corner of his eyes, he caught another woman grabbing one of the bottles, and his warm smile only grew in size and scale. Lifting the bottle, he pulled the cork out with a satisfying [i]pop[/i] and placed it on the table. The label on the bottle was a simple bee, with the seventeen percent displayed proudly in the top right corner. Forest had printed all the labels himself out of a used printer he bought from a second-hand store in the closest town, but even he could see its glory days were long past. Still, it was easier for him to make it than for him to drive even further to have someone else do it. He used his free hand to pull the three glasses close together, careful to ensure that each glass was in front of their owner, before he poured a healthy pour into each one. As the liquid flowed, Forest was proud of the deep amber color that pooled in the glasses. [Color=d18f75]"Oh... OH!"[/color] Forest immediately stopped pouring, assuming he had given her too much mead, and he quickly turned to face her to apologize, yet his eyes did not see her upset at that. Instead, he watched as her eyes shifted towards the other woman as she began to sweat more and more. He watched all her expressions, and there were many, for the next second before his own eyes began to switch between the two women. What was going on between these two? Forest could not place it quite yet, but he wondered if the two were playing coy about meeting each other for the first time. That, or they were just as awkward with the social stuff as Forest was. He hoped, with all his heart, that it was the latter. [Color=d18f75]"Yeah, I guess I was expecting something pretty magical here. Met some kids when I was younger who could do weird stuff. But I only just got here today, so I don't know the place too well. I saw some maps earlier if you two need help finding a place to stay."[/color] Forest took a quick sip of the mead, and he paused all movements as the flavor hit his senses. Like most meads, it was a dry alcohol, but the rich flavor of the honey quickly filled his mouth and replaced any complaint he would have against it. The alcohol content was also completely hidden by this flavor, and Forest, in that moment, wondered if this would be a bad idea to leave out for anyone to drink, but instantly pushed that idea back as he looked back at the girls, noting that their expressions towards each other had not changed. [color=228B22]“I found an open cabin on that map and got it squared away when I arrived,"[/color] he paused as he put his glass down on the table, [color=228B22]“and yes! It is very warm. Which's nice because back on the farm we’ve had snow on the ground for three days, and you know that means more's gonna fall to cover it soon. Still, the warmth makes it a little easier to be out and about, meeting some nice new people like yourselves,"[/color] Garrett paused as he looked around at the party at large, [color=228B22]“and just look at all these fellas here having a good ol' time. I don’t know what I expected,"[/color] he paused as he looked back at the two girls, looking between them once more before, leaning back and draping his arm on top of the back of the chair, [color=228B22]“but it was not this. This is nice. Name’s Forest, by the way, Forest Longnecker. It is an absolute pleasure to make your acquaintance."[/color]