"I'm psychic," she answers without elaborating. She continues to flick through the cards until she finds what she's looking for. The six of swords - A woman and a child in a boat being rowed away. The swords stand dotted around their boat as their baggage, as their obstacles, as their memories.
It's always a fucking woman. She's right there on the card too. Katie puts the rest of her deck in a lazy pile on the table. It's a better place for them than the back pocket of her jeans if her clothes are inevitably coming off.
"Well, you can keep that one."
And think about it some more once you're sober. She does not dwell on it any further, leaning over to settle against his chest.
"Better not be too drunk to play with me," she warns him languidly. "I came all this way."
In a move that probably betrays his Dumb Fuckboy persona a bit, Gojyo reaches out and flips the Six of Swords upside-down. There, all done thinking about it.
"Naaah, I can pack away much more than this before 'm unable to perf-- perform."
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She tucks it under her wine glass.
"How good is your dabblin'?"
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"Eh, good enough to impress women who don't dabble at all."
Because of course he only dabbles to impress women! He's absolutely not genuinely into it a little, why would you think that.
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"Well, you can keep that one."
And think about it some more once you're sober. She does not dwell on it any further, leaning over to settle against his chest.
"Better not be too drunk to play with me," she warns him languidly. "I came all this way."
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"Naaah, I can pack away much more than this before 'm unable to perf-- perform."
He grins obnoxiously at her.
"You're welcome to check, if you're concerned."