Basil smirked back, picking up his drink and enjoying a long sip before scoffing at her comments. "I find that hard to believe." He knew he was attractive and Rose did too. At least he was cocky enough to think it true.
Not sure what else to say, Basil leaned back and found solace in his drink. Alcohol always led to happy silence and gave him good reason to stare pleasantly at his companion. Sliding back against the seat, Basil nursed the drink as he watched her, trying to rectify reality with fantasy. He still couldn't believe that Rose bloody Weasley was sitting across from him. Shaking his head, Basil took another long drink, letting the alcohol wash over him. On an empty stomach, everything felt fuzzy.
"I miss you."
Apparently his brain had gone fuzzy too as the words slipped out. Looking awkwardly to the side, Basil broke eye contact in favor of another drink, nodding toward the bar and swallowing what he had left in order to avoid Rose's reaction.
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