#ch:rose

Nate was drunk for the first time in awhile. He typically didn’t drink but he called his dad on a whim and it was a conversation that hadn’t gone well. He sat on the other end of the graveyard bar, eyes red and stared into a glass of whiskey. Whiskey wasn't his drink of choice, he was normally good with a regular beer but he wanted something a lot stronger and he knew it was what his dad prefered. He licked his lips and picked up the glass and took it in one go. He made a face as he swallowed and coughed afterwards and still asked the bar keep for another. He could feel someone’s judging eyes on him. “listen,” he said, setting his elbow on the counter and screwing his eyes closed. “I know when to cut myself off-” he hiccuped. 

“Ok, quick Question. How can you possibly say that to me? You always say how I surprise you. Ok… maybe not when sparring, but like… in every day freaking life.” She replied. 

“But fine, you want me to surprise you more…?” She asked.

Rose pushed the loose strands off her face, panting slightly as she walked to her water bottle. She was pushing herself more and more lately in her training sessions, wanting to be able to still be Lissa’s Guardian. 

She turned, gulping some of her water as she lent against the wall.

“Hey, that was a pretty sneaky move you tried there.” She smiled at the other. “Where did you learn that one?” She asked.

Rose yawned as she rolled over in the bed. For a moment she thought she was running late to go to Lissa, but as she felt Dimitri in bed next to her, she remembered exactly where they were. Away together, no duties, no Moroi. Just her and her Dimitri.

ROSE x H  @anabella1x1