The Meaning of the Monocle

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“AH!” He snagged the bottle and tipped it back the bottle for a swig. He coughed and poured the rest into his own. Thinking that he may have to take the offer on the guest bedroom. “No more for you tonight." 

He finished off his glass quickly and scrunched his nose against the burn. “There all gone.”

He leaned over him and smiled softly at him. “Thank you.”

The detective watched in somewhat subdued horror as Kuroba finished off the wine without him, brows knitting in disappointment. "Ah! …aw,” he said, then looked to his own glass, picking it up to see if there was anything left at all, even a single drop. 

Alas, he was able to tilt it all the way over with nothing left.  Defeated, Hakuba leaned over to set the wine glass on the empty cake plate amid crumbs. "I’ll miss it.“ 

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