He chuckled and leaned his chin in his hand.  Andreas had been drinking his way around the world since he was at least eighteen or so.  No, it wasn’t always legal, but he knew how to get what he wanted.  Whatever he wanted.<br/><br/>“What can I say?  I got bored and lonely, thought I’d stop in and enjoy the view.”  He refrained from doing what most others might’ve at that cheesy line and kept his gaze fixed on Alex’s pretty blues instead of ogling at his body.  Surprisingly, it wasn’t that hard.  The shape of the younger man’s features were just as attractive as the curve of his ass or the narrowing of his waist.<br/><br/>“It’s okay.  I’ll take what I can get,” he assured then, sitting up a little straighter and taking a slow drink.  He hadn’t missed the way Alex avoided answering his previous inquiry.  Sure, the other blond might’ve taken it as rhetorical, but there was almost a desperation before he’d spotted a clock.