"Alcohol is a luxury for us, but we do when we can." They would throw big parties sometimes, city wide even on the right occasion.

Damien picks up on that slip of words and leaned in to all those curls to whisper. "I like you too."

Sipping at his coffee he laughs a little. "I've seen him mom Rik before." Then Damien pauses and looks over at Zack. "I don't know exactly when I was born but I'm close to thirty."

Give or take since Damien really doesn't know.