had a little too much wine celebrating Christmas, and is sitting in the common room, feeling a little tipsy.
Norway
wonders
if he should give her gift now
waves at him, and starts to stand up. But that was a bad idea and she ends up sitting down again. "Lucas~~"
chuckles. "Are you drunk?"
furrows her brow. "Maybe."
sits by her side. "Maybe?"
leans against him. "I'm drunk." she says, giggling.
chuckles and puts an arm around her shoulders. "I wonder how you got drunk..."
looks up at him. "I drank." she says bluntly.
"What, when, why, with who?" kisses her forehead.
snuggles up closer to him. "....It's Christmas."
"I see..." strokes her hair. "Merry Christmas."
beams, kissing him on the cheek.
turns his head a bit and pecks her lips. "So, besides the alcohol, how was your Christmas?"
smiles, nuzzling his neck. "Good! How was yours?"
"Good. Really good." closes his eyes, still running a hand through her hair
sits still, resting her head on his shoulder, and going quiet for a moment.
Norway
wonders
if she's asleep. "Clara?"
looks up. "Huh?"
"Do you want to go to bed?"
shakes her head. "I'm happy here."
"Okay... let me know if you need to go." holds her close
sighs. "I couldn't make it to bed."
"I can carry you"
nods. "...Inna bit then."
"Okay."
goes still against him again, she feels a little sick and just wants to be close to him.
looks down at her. "Are you okay?"
nods. "I think so..."
puts a hand in his pocket and takes out a small chocolate bar. "Here, eat this."
"Why?" she asks, but she takes it and eats it anyway.
"It'll make you feel better."
finishes eating it. "...There! Happy?"
nods, smiling. "Yes. Are you feeling better?"
nods back. "Yeah." She says, going back to leaning against him.