There's a flash fast wave of annoyed flavored accusation, when his mouth is full of foam and his lips are curved around glass still. Gulping down foam and beer like air isn't a thing he needs. He's held his breath for much more important reasons, and he's not going to start coughing beer everywhere else in the kitchen. His hand is wet with beer, and it's dripping off his forearm and elbow due to gravity.
But he doesn't think Danny didn't it on purpose. At least not more than for about ten percent of considering it.
Because Danny actually looked stumped surprised, before he just started grinning to split the side off the hilarity of it.
Steve doesn't love it. But it's mitigable, and it's just a beer. He can roll his eyes, chagrin by taking it on the chin. He already took a real one from Danny, and it's not like it costs him anything to shake his head and test the bottle. Pulling it out of his mouth, while the beer only goes back down this time, and shifting hands. Once. Twice, to his left, and starting to contort a shoulder. "I'll watch for it with the others."
Already pulling off his overshirt from one shoulder and using the fabric to start dabbing at the beer on his arm, even while he was frowning at the brown splatter on his white one. It'd be good after a wash but it was a mess now.
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Date: 2014-09-11 01:55 am (UTC)But he doesn't think Danny didn't it on purpose. At least not more than for about ten percent of considering it.
Because Danny actually looked stumped surprised, before he just started grinning to split the side off the hilarity of it.
Steve doesn't love it. But it's mitigable, and it's just a beer. He can roll his eyes, chagrin by taking it on the chin. He already took a real one from Danny, and it's not like it costs him anything to shake his head and test the bottle. Pulling it out of his mouth, while the beer only goes back down this time, and shifting hands. Once. Twice, to his left, and starting to contort a shoulder. "I'll watch for it with the others."
Already pulling off his overshirt from one shoulder and using the fabric to start dabbing at the beer on his arm, even while he was frowning at the brown splatter on his white one. It'd be good after a wash but it was a mess now.