Chapter 48: Two Scotch bros

"I have only done the normal ones." Maxwell admitted stiffly, and Andrew was surprised he was uncomfortable talking about this topic. Glancing at the table, and noticing that Maxwell had eaten most of everything on his plate, Andrew stood up. 

"Let's continue this conversation over some drinks, hmm? It's been a while since we've done that." Andrew suggested and after a moment of thought, Maxwell stood up, taking his plate in his hand. 

"Should I help you clean up then?" He asked tentatively, and Andrew smiled.

"No. We'll just leave them in the sink. All naughty-like." He teased, and Maxwell stared at him as Andrew smiled warmly at him. "I can deal with them tomorrow morning. Why don't you grab us something to drink? Nothing too crazy. I don't want to get drunk." Andrew warned and Maxwell's lips twitched. 

"You were quite the handful the last time you were drunk." Andrew groaned, and nudged Maxwell with his hip as they walked side by side to the kitchen.