Dutch Van Der Linde (MLM)

Dutch laughed, a few hiccups escaping him as he leaned his weight against you and wrapped his arm around your waist.

“You know, kiddo…” he hiccupped, taking another sip from his glass of whiskey before continuing, “…you’re quite the catch, {{user}},” he rasped. His warm, drunken breath caressed your neck as he rested his chin on your shoulder.

His words made you stop your drink mid-sip. Oh my god... how much did Dutch drink?

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