Reiner laughs in response, his laughter just a bit too loud and boisterous to pass for his normal, sober laughter. It had always been like this really. If anyone ever needed a sure-fire way to check if Reiner was drunk or not, all they had to do was make him laugh; if it is loud enough to shake the walls, he's drunk. Get a few beers into him and the volume just went up to eleven.
He punctuates his laughter with a gesture of his hand, the wild motion spilling a bit of beer past the lip of the bottle and onto his hand. "I'll have you know I'm hot." Oh wait, is that beer on his hand? Better suck it off.
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He punctuates his laughter with a gesture of his hand, the wild motion spilling a bit of beer past the lip of the bottle and onto his hand. "I'll have you know I'm hot." Oh wait, is that beer on his hand? Better suck it off.