adventure into the unknown.— [abel/aurora]
Sept 29, 2021 6:04:31 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 29, 2021 6:04:31 GMT -5
Kassandra and I had a little bit to drink. Well, she had a little bit to drink. I had a lot to drink. Normally I didn't like getting drunk, I got the worst hang overs. But to be fair, I was about to enter a competition of death - a little hang over was the least of my worries. Plus, I felt like shit over Cain. He told me I was definitely going to die in the Hunger Games. I didn't know how to feel about that, honestly.
I know he loves me, but it hurt so much to hear him say that. He barely even hugged me back. I don't know what good he thought would come out of it. I had volunteered, and there's no take-backs. I had always looked up to Cain for as long as I could remember, following him around like a shadow. He was everything I wanted to be. If there was anyone who's judgement I could trust it was his, he knew me best. And that's why what he said terrified me.
I wanted to forget. I wanted to forget that fear that I felt in that moment. I wanted to forget him coming in and immediately yelling at me. I wanted to remember the good moments though. Him giving me my district token, the hug we shared even if it wasn't very tight. I hoped bottle after bottle of wine would help with that. After all, I was a different person when I drank.
Some people get mean when they drank. Pa thought it was funny to scare us kids whenever he got drunk. I was the opposite, I was nice. I knew what that meant, that niceness and need for affection was always there. I just hated to admit it. I hated to admit how much I didn't want to be like Cain and Pa. And how lonely I felt, especially right now. So when I went into the elevator, giggling like a school girl, and saw the girl from Six? I thought she seemed like a fun person to hang out with.
As I spoke, my words were a bit slurred and my cheeks were flushed red. Between the giggles I had a content smile on my face. I obviously wasn't sober, even if she couldn't quite place if I was drunk or high. Hell, even Six and Fly would be able to tell I wasn't sober at this point. And I doubt anyone in that family minus the oldest four had even touched a bottle of alcohol, let alone drank one.
"Heyyyyy ya! You're Aurora, right? Wanna go on an adventure with me!? Just around the Training Center!"
I would regret everything I did tonight in the morning, but perhaps what I would regret the most was the look I gave her. Big puppy dog eyes. I may be religious, but I'm not deaf. I've heard people at school call me a twink before. Doing puppy dog eyes while drunk and giggly? That definitely wasn't going to help my case. Sometimes I really wished I got Cains sharper, more defined features.
I know he loves me, but it hurt so much to hear him say that. He barely even hugged me back. I don't know what good he thought would come out of it. I had volunteered, and there's no take-backs. I had always looked up to Cain for as long as I could remember, following him around like a shadow. He was everything I wanted to be. If there was anyone who's judgement I could trust it was his, he knew me best. And that's why what he said terrified me.
I wanted to forget. I wanted to forget that fear that I felt in that moment. I wanted to forget him coming in and immediately yelling at me. I wanted to remember the good moments though. Him giving me my district token, the hug we shared even if it wasn't very tight. I hoped bottle after bottle of wine would help with that. After all, I was a different person when I drank.
Some people get mean when they drank. Pa thought it was funny to scare us kids whenever he got drunk. I was the opposite, I was nice. I knew what that meant, that niceness and need for affection was always there. I just hated to admit it. I hated to admit how much I didn't want to be like Cain and Pa. And how lonely I felt, especially right now. So when I went into the elevator, giggling like a school girl, and saw the girl from Six? I thought she seemed like a fun person to hang out with.
As I spoke, my words were a bit slurred and my cheeks were flushed red. Between the giggles I had a content smile on my face. I obviously wasn't sober, even if she couldn't quite place if I was drunk or high. Hell, even Six and Fly would be able to tell I wasn't sober at this point. And I doubt anyone in that family minus the oldest four had even touched a bottle of alcohol, let alone drank one.
"Heyyyyy ya! You're Aurora, right? Wanna go on an adventure with me!? Just around the Training Center!"
I would regret everything I did tonight in the morning, but perhaps what I would regret the most was the look I gave her. Big puppy dog eyes. I may be religious, but I'm not deaf. I've heard people at school call me a twink before. Doing puppy dog eyes while drunk and giggly? That definitely wasn't going to help my case. Sometimes I really wished I got Cains sharper, more defined features.
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