[ She pouts, but ultimately.... she does take the offered glass. The truth is, she's not really used to anyone looking out for her like this, so she doesn't know how to react. Typically, at a party like this while under the influence, guys are either incessantly bothering her for her phone number, or are simply #fine with her becoming more and more drunk. So, she won't admit it, but she guesses this is kind of nice for a change. Maybe. Through the clouded vision of her drunken consciousness, she starts wondering if she's simply imagining Eustace doing these semi-nice acts. A weird dream?
Instead of complaining further, she just takes a long sip from the cup, watching him with hawk eyes as he goes about cleaning the table. Without the higher mental functioning needed to hide her expression (not that she typically employs that skill, anyway), it's obvious that she's chewing on something in her mind while she sways in her chair. ]
If I ask you something, are you gonna ignore me again?
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[ She pouts, but ultimately.... she does take the offered glass. The truth is, she's not really used to anyone looking out for her like this, so she doesn't know how to react. Typically, at a party like this while under the influence, guys are either incessantly bothering her for her phone number, or are simply #fine with her becoming more and more drunk. So, she won't admit it, but she guesses this is kind of nice for a change. Maybe. Through the clouded vision of her drunken consciousness, she starts wondering if she's simply imagining Eustace doing these semi-nice acts. A weird dream?
Instead of complaining further, she just takes a long sip from the cup, watching him with hawk eyes as he goes about cleaning the table. Without the higher mental functioning needed to hide her expression (not that she typically employs that skill, anyway), it's obvious that she's chewing on something in her mind while she sways in her chair. ]
If I ask you something, are you gonna ignore me again?