Charlotte did her best not to act so disappointed when Asura said that he'd been doing his best to keep an eye on everyone, not just her. She was ordinary - what more did she want? There was nothing special about her. Nothing at all. Maybe she had been right when she'd said those very words earlier. Something inside of her wanted to be different. Goddamn, for once, she wanted to be something special. Then his reprimand came, and Charlotte felt her cheeks burn with admission. It<i>was</i>her fault that she was in this mess, and if she had honestly wanted to stay un-involved, she would have gone home like Asura had advised her to do and pretended like nothing happened three months ago.<br/><br/><i>But she couldn't forget</i>. That alone was enough.<br/><br/>With a deep breath, Charlotte steadied herself and chewed on her lip a little nervously.<b>"I understand that it's my own fault, but I can't just let it go. I saw it, with my own two eyes, and I feel like....I feel like...."</b>She sighed and didn't finish her sentence, letting it drift off and not finishing it. Instead, she occupied herself with staring at her hands, pausing her pacing, and letting herself breathe for a minute. She was only human. She could only take so much pressure before she started to crack. Charlotte pretended to be hard and strong and stubborn and infallible. But she was as mousy and weak as she'd always been.<i>She was nothing special.</i><br/><br/>Then something happened, and immediately, Charlotte snapped her eyes back to Asura. He slurred his words and stumbled a bit, and she knew he was too intoxicated. He'd drank a decent amount of wine, but even she could hold her liquor better than that. Perhaps it had something to do with his non-human half. Maybe he was just a lightweight? Regardless of what she thought, Charlotte found herself rushing toward him. He'd been opposed to touch earlier, without her knowledge, and while Charlotte showed no signs of hesitation, she gingerly grasped him and slid under his shoulder to act as a support.<br/><br/>What a wrong, wrong move that was for her sanity.<br/><br/>His scent wrapped around her and immediately, Charlotte felt hazy. She pushed on, however, and directed him toward the restroom.<b>"I hadn't anticipated any guests, but the restroom is just over here."</b>Charlotte opened the door and helped ease him inside gingerly. For being such a petite thing, she was maneuvering him fairly easily. Maybe he was working with her to that it wouldn't be so difficult?<b>"What can I do to help?"</b>Charlotte let him lean against the sink as she threw open cabinets, finding a wash cloth and then proceeding to dampen it.<b>"Do you want me to help you sit in front of the toilet? Do you want me to get you some aspirin? I've never been properly drunk like this so I don't know what to do!"</b>Such a good girl, she was. Charlotte vaguely remembered some of the tricks her college roommates had told her, and abandoned Asura in the bathroom to grab another mug from the kitchen. She filled it with a few ice cubes before dumping them in the sink. Surely room temperature water would be easier to drink than cold water?<br/><br/><b>"I was told hydration is important."</b>Charlotte said from the door way as she moved back into the bathroom. Turning on the tap, she filled up the mug and made sure it was within reaching distance for Asura.<br/><br/>Tag:<a class="username" data-user-id="376" data-username="@EchoOfADream" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/376/">@EchoOfADream</a>