Bad Weather

"What do I even say to the woman?" Hler asked, putting on his cape dramatically. "You know that she does not like me." 

"Of course she likes you," Aseko said, checking himself in the mirror, before walking to a bottle of whisky and pouring himself a cup before he drank the entire thing in one gulp. "Why would she keep asking for you if she did not like you?"

"It would be much better if you were with me," Hler said, letting out a deep sigh before staring at himself in the mirror and fixing his hair. "Do I look presentable enough for her?" 

"She does not care what you look like." Aseko patted him on the shoulder, smelling heavily like whisky as he took another sip of the cup he poured for himself. "So you can be as ridiculous as you want. Don't worry about that too much." 

"Ha. Ha. Very funny." Hler rolled his eyes at the man beside him before letting out a deep sigh. "I do not dress ridiculously … do I?"