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"...That's a beautiful talent you have."
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"What do you think you're doing? You're not supposed to be here."
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Raven’s jaw dropped as Charles pulled back from kissing her, eyes wide. Her mouth then closed, lips parting to find words, failing and her mouth shutting snap again as she looked anywhere but at him for a second. “uh.." She finally managed to get out. "Yeah..Wait, no! Charles you’ve had way to much to drink already, apparently!”
So yeah, the kiss was pretty good. Yeah, she wasn’t usually the responsible one. And yeah, she had kinda wanted that for a while. But a little part of her wanted to get him drunk to see if he’d go further, another part wanted her to be responsible (the one she hardly ever listened to) and one part wanted him to sober up and see what he’d say and also see if he’d do it again. Meaning she was stuck.
"What?" Blinking slowly, Charles shook his head around a bit, as if that would somehow clear his sluggish thoughts. The gravity of the situation seemed lost on him, though he could feel Raven's own confusion. Still, where did this sudden burst of responsibility come from? Oh sure, she had helped him stumble home on more than one occasion, but she never made a habit of telling him to stop drinking—even as he constantly harped on her to never touch alcohol in the presence of others.
"I'm quite alright, really. Come on then, love. Tonight's a night for celebrating, yes?" He carefully set the large glass down, watching it wobble for a moment before miraculously not falling over to the floor. Charles would rather not be the man responsibile for a bunch of broken glass, no matter how certain he was that the owner of the place was used to it.
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-scaledmetamorph, an indie Mystique/Raven Darkholme Roleplay blog.
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