Errant

The group around you seem to read you like an open book, they know exactly what to say to get you drinking on almost every round. If you didn't feel the swaying of the ship before you certainly do now. You barely have time to excuse yourself and get to the deck of the ship before you vomit over the side. The world is still dizzy around you as you catch your breath. You feel a cold mug against your forehead as you close your eyes. When you open them again you see Leo with a cold cup of water for you.

"I feel like I've learned a lot about you tonight, friend." He chuckles as you take the mug and begin to wash your mouth out. When the taste of sick is gone from your mouth you drink the rest of the water.

"Thanks for that," you say, tipping the mug in his direction.

"Nah, no worries. I'm partly responsible for it anyway." He crosses his arms and slumps over the banister. "Sometimes the fun can get out of hands."

"I like fun," You protect with intoxicated elegance.

"Is that right?" Leo's eyes glint like a predator. He turns back towards you and closes the gap between you. His hand brushes lightly on your hip. "I know a thing or two about fun..." You follow his eyes to your waist before his hand tilts your chin up. He smiles before dropping his fingers and walking back below deck.

He obviously wants you to follow. What say you, up for a bit more fun?