#inkedflames

Oh how those words stabbed her in the chest, resulting her scoffing once more, shooting a glare in the direction of her  ‘ f r i e n d.’  Her attention was directed back to woman, hearing her laugh.  ‘ What are you laughing at? ‘ She mumbled shyly in response. 

                            ‘ Oh, nothing. Just your reaction was pretty cute. ‘

It wasn’t everyday she got to talk to another female, especially one older.  Not to mention she was really pretty, blonde hair, bright blue eyes... big... breasts... Which made her feel slightly i n a d e q u a t e but none the less, the compliment and company was appreciate.  

                              ‘ Not cute as you. ‘ Lenalee mumbled once more in response, bringing her cup into her hands, only to take a few sips of the beverage that she was provided with. 

     An hour had passed; as well as several cups of wine  and the tavern was in full swing roaring with life and laughter. Lenalee was still giggling and babbling away with her new found friend, leaning against the bar.  ‘ I’m being completely serious!! You girls haven’t seen anything. He literally walks around with giant pink bunny slippers on, in his worn down pajamas.  He is not anything nearly as cool or devilishly charming as he makes himself out to be. ‘ 

                              ‘ Hmm. I bet. Seems to have worked on you though. ‘

Lenalee paused on the spot, cocking her head to the side, the puzzled expression returning..  ‘ What on earth makes you say that?  He’s an absolute child! ‘ Hiccuping she set her cup down, glancing towards her friend.  Has he even bothered to check on her?  ‘ We are supposed to be here on work.. And yet, he’s over there... Doing nothing...but being a w --- .’ Her voice trailed off, at the scene that unfolded before her eyes, her jaw dropping open. ‘ Esme !! Did you see that? See, I told you he’s a whore.’ 

            ‘ What? That’s normal, Lenalee. A lot of guys do that in here,               he’s just being a typical guy.  People do it to me all the time,               especially drunk male’s. If you are unhappy being on the sidelines,                why don’t you do something yourself or forget about him and do your               own thing?  ‘ 

Eyelashes fluttered a few time’s, as she nodded slowly, listening to what the other had to say. There were merit to her words. Yeah, maybe she’ll do that. At leas that’s what she planned to do, as she climbed out her seat but the next she processed saw was a horrified expression on Esmeralda's ’s as the world turned upside down. 

                         ‘ Lena... wake up. Lenalee... ‘ 

 The sound of her own name being called out beckoned her from unexpected nap. It was Lavi’s voice and it had never sounded so.... annoying.  ‘ Get off me! ‘  She whined , swatting away the male’s arms, only to stumble forward trying to gather her bearings. Where was she? It was clear she wasn’t in the same place. A room?  Confusion set in, as she scratched her cheek, gazing around hazily only to look back at her comrade. 

               ‘ Lenalee, you passed out in the bar. What                  were you thinking, drinking that much?  I                  had to carry you back to our room.  You know                  you are a lot heavier than you look. ‘

Did he just call her fat? A deadpan stare was given in response to Lavi’s trademark sheepish grin, as he laughed. Her eyebrows soon furrowed into a frown as she remembered what happened back at the inn and her little to no self control vanished into thin air. 

                    ‘ YOU!  left me... To flirt with a bunch of girls! ‘ 

Arms were thrown in the air dramatically for a moment before before she pointed her right index finger at him. ' You. Lavi. Left. Me! ‘ She repeated once more only to hiccup, as she marched forwards pressing her finger against his chest.   

              ‘ My bad Lenalee... It seems you are still drunk,                  you should get some rest otherwise you’ll have                a huge hang over tomorrow! ‘ 

Her face only scrunched up more, as she gave him a few hard shoves, to back him into a corner

    . ‘ Listen, buster! Tired of the way you treat me. Making fun of me,  my clothes, my attitude, my femi-- femi.. femininity..  ‘

 Granted she struggled with that last word and almost bit her tongue but that didn’t stop her little rant, as she aggressively dug her index finger into his shoulder. 

                    ‘ I’m not  a child. I can do what I want when I want. ‘

 Honestly, she didn’t know why she was so worked up, but she was frustrated, maybe because he was treating her differently making fun of her. She didn’t like it. Not one bit and of course she refused to believe she was even a tiny ounce bit jealous, like Esmeralda so suggested. 

Being at the order meant she didn’t get to have an ordinary life. She wasn’t even sure how to a normal girl acted. But still... She wanted to be liked too. Hands cupped the others exorcist face in her hands, thumbs brushing against his cheeks softly for a moment.