Apr 13, 2017
“Oh, hey.” Noora smiled, opening the front door, a drink in hand. “Brian isn’t here right now; he went out.” She explained shyly, leaning against the door frame. “You can come wait for him? Grab a beer?”
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“Oh, hey.” Noora smiled, opening the front door, a drink in hand. “Brian isn’t here right now; he went out.” She explained shyly, leaning against the door frame. “You can come wait for him? Grab a beer?”
Starter for @scriptisarcanisx How had she ended up like this. She hadn’t been drinking that much. Of course Noora knew alcohol would intoxicate you, but she had carefully observed how much the other people at the party had been drinking, and as far as she could remember, she had been drinking about the same amount. Yet she felt vobbly coming out of the taxi in front of the mansion she now had started to call home. She could have sworn an earthquake was happening, as the world seemed to spin around her, but judging from Will, nothing was happning. Making it through the front door, Noora started to wobbingly making her way towards the 1st floor master bedroom Will’s nan had moved into due to not wanting to climb the stairs every night. Sure, she had had a night off, but she had to check on her before going to bed, to make sure she was in bed, and safe. But before that, she had to take a break and steady herself, as her shoulder bumped into the wall. “Just... one second.” She said, holding up a finger to WIll. “I’m fine.”