Abir giggled. "Yes, of course. After you're good and friggled." The word was a euphemism for being drunk, but the implication was that one was only a little bit drunk and not completely wasted. One still had use of their faculties, but their inhibitions were loosened up.<br/><br/>Abir drank a little more. "Faruk loves to experiment, so I'm sure he'd like to help."<br/><br/>He swished his cup around, watching the red wine move in circles within it. "So, before we go to see my brother, do you maybe want to kiss again?"<br/><br/>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f8/a5/83/f8a583c7dcc5b7e85c1bbc6897ed6aaa.jpg)