summer wine

“Hey! Where the fuck do you think you’re going now? You know too damn well I don’t make the rules, so no need to act bitchy or hit the walls you know?”

“Where the hell do you think? You told me I’m not allowed to stay in the garden and now you’re getting bent out of shape about it when I’m leaving?” Ellie glared at him, jaw clenched as she went quiet for a long, long moment. The temptation to smack this dipshit man’s head into the wall was rising.

“Oh damn, someone’s not a happy camper today, anyways game over, get your ass back to your room before I throw it back there.”

“I’m sorry? I didn’t hear you quite clearly, what did you just say to me?”

“I said. Fuck. Off.”

she looked at him as he kneeled down, shaking her head. “i just… i never has a sleepover. i wants one.” she wanted to be like sophia and amber, who slept in the same room in the castle with all their friends.

“Oh? Do you have problems with overthinking or something? I mean, its quite common problem especially with all the work stress going on”

“Oh, did I scare or startled  you? I was just asking how you’ve holding up? You know, mandatory checks and stuff.” Lance said while looking at the woman, still waiting for the answer.

Cassidy shook her head though he kind of had. “I was just caught up in my head a bit.” She assured him, pushing the thoughts of alcohol out of her mind. “I’m.. holding up perfectly fine, yeah.” She nodded, working up a smile. “Everything’s all good here.”

“I envy you, I hate slow days, thinking isn’t really my thing either”

“I mean, some days my mind isn’t my best friend, but I can usually manage fine enough.” Better than half the people in here anyway, right?