Amandine was in dire need of a drinking companion. She had considered her options, but Orion was even less of a pleasant drunk than she was, Seath didn’t have the body for it, Maria’s reaction to alcohol was unknown and Blue wasn’t eager to test it, and everybody else was underage and fuck if she letting them even near alcohol until they were at least 40. Well, ok, maybe that was a bit harsh. 35.
Admittedly, she didn’t really have any other friends. She briefly thought of Fox Wrath but then realised that that would be a terrible idea.
That was when she remembered the man from the ball. He had been handsome, and they got along really well. His name was Draun Rellison, if she remembered correctly. From there it had been easy to track down his home.
So here she stood in front his door. There was ringing inside the home, the doorbell. As the door opened, Amandine waved at the Alchemist.
"Hey," she began, "I’ve become fucking deaf which means this is the perfect opportunity to get drunk. You wanna come along?"