<div class="floatleft">(https://assets.teenvogue.com/photos/5c3fb4eae6787a2d54b09f98/master/w_1600,c_limit/IMG_3207.JPG)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/a/ae/Hogwartscrest.png/revision/latest?cb=20110806202805)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Joseph 'Joey' Kingston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14706442#msg14706442)<br/><strong>HOUSE | YEAR:</strong> Gryffindor | 5th<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Muggle Born<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 13.5" | Red Oak | Rougarou hair<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> A loose fitting shirt, not fully buttoned, three gold chains and a pair of dark blue jeans.<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Saturday, 26 October, 2019 | Night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Darley Penthouse | Main Hall<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> And we can do this until we pass out<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Tinie Tempah Ft. Labrinth - Pass Out (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HmXiLTfQFOM)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>  Lydia</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Joey almost laughed when his flirting went over Lydia's head, staying calm and still grinning when she smacked her fist against his chest. It didn't move him in the slightest, and he paid more attention to her calling him cute than her threatening to smack him. He knew it was in jest, as it wasn't uncommon for him to pick her up despite her outbursts he knew she didn't mind it too much, at least when it was him doing it.<br/><br/>"You ain't alone though." He pointed out quickly when she said it was for the old and sad. Drinking alone wasn't something that held Joey's interest either but he spent enough time at parties to know what he liked to drink. It was hard to remember just how little Lydia had been to parties lately but thinking on it he struggled to remember the last time he'd had a drink with her. At least he could follow up on surprising her. Hopefully she could stomach some strong drinks.<br/><br/>He smiled the whole way to the bar, placing an arm around her waist as they walked. Again his grip was firm but not aggressive, showing his comfort and confidence without trying to squeeze her. There was a quick shake of his head when she suggested he'd suck down anything he could get his hands on, but he didn't quite reply as he listened to her follow up. A slight smirk flickered over his lips. The suggestion was clear enough, and he was sure even Lydia couldn't have been oblivious to that one.<br/><br/>"The second." He replied. "Mans used to be good with just any ting, but now I got somethin' better in mind." Joey was all too happy to keep the suggestion game going, playing into her teasing and doing what he could to actively encourage it. As they reached the bar he nodded to the bartender, swiftly ordering. "Two Hennys, please and thanks." He requested, politely enough. Hennessey had become incredibly popular in London in recent years, with the French Cognac both tasting great and being a good way to get drunk. Joey's own buzz had subsided slightly, replaced by the excitement of Lydia being her. "You drink brandy?" He inquired of Lydia, hoping she'd have the stomach for it.