There was no denying that the warlock beside her was growing more confident with each step, the man altogether lost in the ecstasy of that drink, chasing away those very desires for death that had once so prevailed in his mind. Admittedly, Serafina was glad to momentarily chase away that despondency with that feminine giggle upon her lips. She reached out, letting her fingers run along his jawline.
Serafina was all too quick to further tug the man after her, that mission for drinks hardly forgotten as she dodged with some stumbling down an alleyway. She was hardly prepared for the homeless man within his castle of cardboard, the woman almost thankful he'd hardly popped out of his boxes for her and yet, that fright he gave her was quickly forgotten in the wake of those neon lights that so brightly glowed at the overside of the alleyway. Her awed stare hardly lasted long, however, as Christian stumbled out into the road, the young witch all too inclined to follow him as he all but refuted her protests to wait. Really!! He was an awful gentleman! Serafina blundered after him, her own gait hardly as fluid as usual and yet, she still made it, in one piece into that bar. Her gaze shifted as Christian pointed out a couple from the bar they'd only just abandoned, the pair clearly recognizing them in turn even as Serafina tried to hush the man, assuring him that those ghosts were still following them, even though she herself was almost unsure of it. It hardly mattered, either way, as Christian so swiftly refocused upon that prospect of drinks and, without hesitation, the young witch all but stumbled after him, near falling into her own chair. How she would surely regret this tomorrow!
She watched as the bartender plucked that credit card from Christian's fingers, just as she ordered her own martini with exceedingly more effort than usual. The bartender's judgemental gaze hardly phased her in the slightest, however, her own attention easily focused upon Christian entirely. The young witch was all too quick to return that forward lean, only to prompt a sly smile upon her lips.
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