Little Miss Drunk | [bel–niente]

colonelloldier:

—Continued from here

He was ten minutes away when he stopped at the roadside to the vibration of his phone and checked for the text. At first he squinted at it, trying to figure out who

Tony was — the ‘guy with pretty eyes’? It took a minute for him to figure out that he was actually feeling jealous, before the next text came. Oh. That makes more sense.

Colonello sighs, rubbing between his eyes for a second. The fact that he had just freaked over the potential of a man harassing his instructor at this exact moment — he is appalled by it, even if he is perfectly aware of his feelings towards her. But they are not dating, which gives her freedom to do anything she wants, so he should not be trying to get in her way.

At least she had asked him to come.

So he drives on, arriving at his destination soon enough. Once parked and locked, he brushes down rebellious strands and enters Antica Vineria, stopping at the entrance to look around for her.

<sub>⊰ —————  { ♚ }
 —— ;;   It seemed the more she talked with
this man, the more she was starting to want
to give him a few smacks to the head. Sure
she had declined what she had a feeling he was
offering, but it seemed the man in question wasn’t
about to give up. If the guy she was talking with
wasn’t her boyfriend, then perhaps she was looking?
or even okay with having a friendly chat with him?
Really?

Lal took a sip of her – she lost count of how many
at this point as her memory was getting a bit foggy
– as she listened to him speak. Frowning a bit at
some things before she herself answered him.

       “ Look, I bet lots of girls go for your pretty eyes—”.

 " You think my eyes are pretty?“.

     ” I wasn’t finished. I bet they do but I will not fall victim
to them. Because i know guys like you – you want to flirt
with girls to catch them off guard and make them feel all
nice and — Colonello !  “

She was about to say more before the owner tapped her on
the shoulder and pointed over towards the door. ” Isn’t that
lover boy over there?“. He questioned, purely guessing from
the talks Lal had spoken of. Lal on the other hand looked well
quite happy to see him upon the owner pointing him out. And
had spoken his name as she got up from her seat, cell in
hand, leaving her drink and the other guy behind. The guy
beside her didn’t matter anymore – Her prince charming of
sorts were here.

It didn’t take her that long to weave through some people and
come closer to the blond. ” Colonello ! “ She exclaimed, a smile
on her lips as she came closer, and litterally let her arms wrap |
around his neck in a hug. She was certainly a happier drunk or
at least she was displaying such when this man was involved.
Still she continued onwards, not caring who heard anymore.
 
     ” You’re late ! But that’s okay, I still missed you“.

She was certainly drunk, but the plus side is she still had her
balance and was able to still make full sentences.</sub>