@fatesarise / CLOSED :
one of the many hard things about being a vampire was how difficult it was to obtain a drunken status. most nights ophelia was convinced she could drink an entire bars worth of liquor and nothing would happen --- it was like she ceased to exist as a physical being , her body still there but always reminded her that she was not human anymore. not alive. regardless , she had been pleased to be on some sort of speaking terms with dominic again . every time whiskey hues laid sight upon him she was struck with deja vu , transported to a more desirable life --- one where they had lived the happy ending they deserved with little kids running around and planning around soccer practice or silly errands : not this. it was difficult to see him older , developing a few wrinkles here and there with his hair speckling grey if she squinted too hard. the amber liquor burns against the back of her throat , filling her with warmth. it was not her first choice of drink but she offered to treat given all the trouble she caused , unable to let him go as if he wasn’t sat on her couch talking about nothing as if they were old friends and not married once upon a time. “ did i miss anything exciting ? your weeks tend to be more eventful than mine. i feel like a ninety year old woman all i do is paint and watch jeopardy with my cat. “ it was ironic wasn’t it? she hasn’t aged a day but it felt like she aged decades.
