ThugWorkout wrote:
xanthe took the bootle again and sternly looked at her. "I said NO, eleanor. listen to me." he was very dominant when it came to situations like this and he wasn't easily pushed over, not even by eleanor. "lana is at home, asleep. but i'm worried about you and what you're getting up to, this isn't healthy for you." he rested his hands on her shoulders firmly, raising an eyebrow. "you're always safe when i'm around. that's why i'm here, to make you safe." he put his arms around her. "where have you been?"
romany pouted at him, crossing her arms over her chest tightly, shivering slightly. "I drink as much as I want and you have no rights to tell me what I can and can't fucking do." she'd become very bitter, she never liked being rejected which was why she accepted any offers she got, from any types of men, old or young, whatever. "you're never gonna get that from me again and you will regret it." she shook her head and went into the kitchen, grabbing herself a bottle of sambuca, she began to swig it down, something that should never have been done.