Eddy was kind, and let the conversation drift onwards to something less... well, less personal.  Intimate.  Luke didn't talk much about himself, had said more than he'd intended, but for some reason Eddy seemed easier to talk to.  Could be the alcohol-- it had definitely taken root.<br/><br/>The comment made him laugh, the sound bright and bubbling as it left his lips, and he looked at Eddy with a shine to his eyes.  "Oh yeah...?"  Luke tried not to let himself imagine what other tattoos might be hidden underneath the bartender's clothes: more up his arms, across his chest, along his back.... it was tantalizing, and very wrong.  Eddy didn't deserve to be ogled like that, even if Luke really, really liked the idea...<br/><br/>He didn't even know if Eddy was into guys.  In a different situation, maybe he could've asked, but... God, he could barely think.  At least, not with any reason.  So time to stop trying.  "I keep thinking about getting one, but I chicken out every time.  I'm a big baby about needles and stuff, so...  None for me."<br/><br/>Luke looked down at his glass-- which one was this?  His third?  Fourth...?-- and finished it off slowly, letting the whiskey itch down his throat.  He could feel the change in his body, loose and malleable, like he could melt at a moment's notice; the young man stretched, holding onto the counter to keep from accidentally falling off his seat, then gazed at Eddy with a pleased, if a bit dazed, look.  Yep, he was drunk.  "They look really nice... even the, uh, the little skulls and the snakes.  They look nice on you."<br/><br/>Too much talking.  Time to pay and probably just go home... sleep in the dark, alone.  Like normal.  Luke knew he should just leave, but he was still sitting there, still looking at the bartender and the artwork on his arms, and still wondering what else he couldn't see.  "Really nice...  Good job, tattoos."  Was he embarrassing himself?  Sure.  Was he going to remember?  Probably not.  The boy held out his empty glass, and hoped this last shot would completely destroy his memory (though it'd be a shame to forget Eddy).