C50 Terrible things

Dalina Hansen.

"Lina!" My frown deepens when I hear that deep, husky voice behind. I feign ignorance and settle to pour one more shot of whiskey for myself.

"Drinking?" He lays his heavy self beside me and leans against the backrest, his two huge legs pushing forward, "Didn't you walk in with Biden? How come he lets you drink all by yourself?" He asks. I frown and roll my eyes at that name