[ Vlad raises an incredulous eyebrow, but when he looks back at the napkin, he realizes what he's written. His eyes go wide in horror and he just barely keeps from dropping his head flat against the bar surface. He crumples it and throws it. Fuck throwing it in the garbage properly, it just lands wherever.
Then he decides to grab another napkin and try again. This time, he goes for drawing: two rectangles crossing over each other that he then holds up over his mouth as if it's tape sealing his lips shut. ]
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Then he decides to grab another napkin and try again. This time, he goes for drawing: two rectangles crossing over each other that he then holds up over his mouth as if it's tape sealing his lips shut. ]