Having never had anyone stupid enough to ask him out, jokingly or otherwise, Luke wasn't sure if he was being made fun of or if this guy who liked the name he had because video game characters were named thst was serious. He gave Axel a half dead look and, to be fair, that was his normal look. Dead. Blank. Annoyed at having to breathe.

But his shoulders relaxed a moment later. He put on the attitude this other guy had. Luke liked being other people. Mimicking them. It taught him how to get by. It made him fake too but no one knew him enough to complain.

"You have no idea who I am or what I can do to you while you drink that shit. Or does Prince Axel get off on that?"