119 Cute.

"What did you say? I didn't catch that," Marcel said as he looked at his now wet cheek from the condensation on the surface of the glass.

"It's nothing," Adrian said as he bit the lip of his glass. 

"I need another drink," Marcel said as he shifted his weight so that he wasn't leaning against the window anymore.

Marcel walked to the table to pour himself another drink while Adrian stayed back to look at his tall and straight figure as he walked towards the table.

"Do you need some?" Marcel asked, and Adrian shook his head to refuse. He hadn't even finished half a glass yet.

Marcel went to stand next to him once more after refilling his glass while looking at the people on the lower floor.

Marcel smelled his drink and felt his eyes water a bit from the alcohol content. He wanted to ask someone why in the world he was having something so strong.

"Why do you like this drink?" Marcel asked Adrian, who was staring outside in a daze.