Nope, just a friendly smirk. Nothing about it whatsoever.
He watches that shot glass wobble and a tiny bit of sweat forms on the side of his face. He isn't so happy to see that, considering what it means for his chances. Yet he still takes the bottle, goes to pour some into the glass...
The shot glass wobbles. He thinks he's safe. But then, it tips slightly, and sinks. Shit. "Augh. Damn it..." He didn't even do it on purpose, what the hell?
Well, rules are rules. He takes the glass, and starts drinking it.
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He watches that shot glass wobble and a tiny bit of sweat forms on the side of his face. He isn't so happy to see that, considering what it means for his chances. Yet he still takes the bottle, goes to pour some into the glass...
The shot glass wobbles. He thinks he's safe. But then, it tips slightly, and sinks. Shit. "Augh. Damn it..." He didn't even do it on purpose, what the hell?
Well, rules are rules. He takes the glass, and starts drinking it.