Bartender: *looks at him, and blinks*
Alright then, let’s see if you can handle it-...
*bends down, and starts searching under le counter, then pulls out an unlabeled bottle*
*stands back up, and slides it to him*

Sebastián: *le chuckles, and just continues sipping le tequila like a normal dood*
Hm...

Mike: *strokes his cheek gently with his thumb, and lets another tear fall*
*in a soft, quiet voice*
...y-you know... you’re beautiful, even when you don’t try to be...

William: *looks up at him when he chuckles, and smiles slightly*
...?

Lmao, he is yEs- ✨)

Sebastián: *smol chuckle at him, and thinks for a moment, tryna decipher his linGo*
You knock on the door, and once someone answers it, tell them you’re looking for the owner...
She’ll take you to one of the empty rooms, you’ll sign a few papers, and then you have a room to yourself.
*chill man*

William: *nono say anything*
....

Mike: *slooowly cracks his eyes open, and looks up at him, still crying quietly*
...
*gently moves one hand up, and sets it on his cheek, gently wiping away le tears*
*somewhat calmer bean*

Sebastián: *nods slightly at him*
Mhm, or at least that’s what she said to me..
*fiddling with his thumbs a lil*

Mikey: *nono care that he’s still wearing a towel, lol*
*takes a few deep and shuddery breaths, den slooowly begins to calm down*
...
*bean*

Lmao, weow-)

Sebastián: *looks up at him, and smirks a lil for no reason, just thinking*
I’m working on moving into a nice house not too far from here... it’s more of a residential building run by a child, but it’s free, so I don’t mind-
*smol chuckle bc that sounds kinda weird*

Mike: *still crying quietly, and not calming down*
*leans against Peyton a lil more, and le soft whimper*
....
*man who can’t control his feElings*

Smh)

William: *looks back down at ze ground, being le awkward, dum bean that he is*
...

Sebastián: *takes a larger sip, then sighs quietly*
Well, nothing much, really... I didn’t have a place to stay, so I simply wandered...
*le chuckle*
And ended up here, somehow.

William: *thinks for a moment*
Hmm... I’m t-technically around 118 years old-
*smol chuckle*

Mike: *tears up even more at that, and cries a lil harder, hiccuping*
*tight huggos, and keeps his head buried against his chest*
...I-I-... I won’t... I w-won’t forget...
*soft af and just very emotional bean*

William: *looks ahead*
*dey be walking through a more forest-y area of the park, and there’s trees surrounding the path*
...
*quiet bean*

Sebastián: *be drinking it slowly, bc he doesn’t drink often and he wants to eNjoy it*
*staring down at le counter, and thinking*
...hmm...
*sippp*

Mike: *hugging him tightly, and shaking a lil, bc he’s not planning on letting gO*
*soft, silent crying*
....
*very quietly, after a moment*
...I-I love you so much, Peyton...

Bartender: *pours ze dood another drink, and slides it to him*

Sebastián: *chuckles, and sighs, taking another sip*
Hmph, alright then...

I’m just imagining them not letting go of each other, and one of them having to carry the other one out of the bathroom, lol)

Mike: *cries a little heavier at that, and leans against him, bc he needs his fishy atm*
*sniffles a lil, and just goes quiet*
....

Mike: *eyebrows go down at that, and he holds Peyton more tightly, shivering a lil*
*continues crying softly*
...I-I-... please d-don’t let go...
*soft whimper*
...p-please...