Errol knew that drinking it would be his biggest mistake but he wasn't thinking logically anymore and he just wanted Hunt to leave. He took the glass, drank it down, and slammed it down on the table with daggers coming out of his eyes.
Hunt whistled at this but got to his feet, "I always keep to my words." He leaned closer to say. "And if you ever get tired of your boy toy, you know where to find me." He tagged on.
Errol just watched him through half-lidded eyes, buzzing starting up in his ears. He hardly heard what Hunt said before he slumped over the table.
Hunt watched him with amusement, reluctantly leaving him only to bump into someone else a few feet away from the sofa. "Hey, asshole, watch where you're going…" He said looking up into blazing gold eyes.
