<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/7DlWgbd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Liam Vang<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Sinfully Sweet<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Liz, Who so ever is present<br/><strong>Content:</strong>talking, sugar fix<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Something like this<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/fc/bc/a6/fcbca603ff1f66a02e15242217a6a5b8.jpg</div></div>and a longer version of  this<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://misona.info/images/punk_skirt.jpg</div></div>and a fake fur coat<br/><hr/>"Thank you dear. I'm quite well . Feeling a little bit more sluggish than usual. By my standards anyway." he said with a slight, but ever so playful giggle. While the song playing was not particularly his style, his hips began to move to it anyway. "An iced white chocolate caramel macchiato iced would be absolutely lovely right now." Good coffee seemed to constitute a peculiar and particular form of vice for Liam. When it came to drinks, good rum, wine, and coffee constituted a sort of holy trinity for him. Coffee flavored sweets were another favorite indulgence of his.<br/><br/>"So how are you doing hon? I hope the morning has been treating you well. By the way how's that sister of yours? She seems like a real firecracker." He leaned on the counter just a little as he asked, a hint of puckishness showing through as his ever present smile seemed to widen with that last question he posed to her.