<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b9/Drunkria.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/harrypotter/images/e/ea/BeauxbatonsCrestClearBg.png/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/350?cb=20160630041801)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>NAME:</strong> Ria Delestrac (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=299655.msg14658834#msg14658834)<br/><strong>YEAR:</strong> Year 7<br/><strong>BLOOD STATUS:</strong> Half-Blood<br/><strong>WAND:</strong> 12 | Vine | Veela hair<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Blouse in picture, hair up in a bun with loose hairs framing her face. Wearing the blouse as a dress with black boy-short panties spilling out the back. Wearing fishnet tights as pants with black heels.<br/><strong>DATE | TIME:</strong> Wednesday, 4th September, 2019 | Very late in the night<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Hallways outside men's dorms<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Being incredibly drunk, trying to sober up and find her room<br/><strong>MOOD MUSIC:</strong> Charli XCX - Money (https://youtu.be/xH9TRnRlAAM)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>  Florian (M), CLOSED </td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/><hr/><br/>It was reflex for Ria to wrap her arms around Florian's neck when he wrapped his arm around her waist. Even if she had somehow managed to tangle the madness of hair behind her head, it looked rather wild hanging in front of her face. Her slightly shorter frame nuzzling into Florian's slender neck when he helped her turn around with his hand on the small of her back. "Mmm..." she cooed into his neck and took a delayed response at responding back to his wonderful way of always calling her 'darling' and the utter charm that he oozed. Her breath was drunk with alcohol, but it was still warm against his neck as she briefly nuzzled her head against his shoulder.<br/><br/>"You smell good," she whispered into his ear and the sensation of her soft breast pressed against his arm, before she pulled back and looked at him with her bloodshot eyes.<br/><br/><em>Hiccup.</em><br/><br/>With time Ria found her balance once more and stumbled her way with Florian over the way to the women's dorms. Thinking nothing more of how he was easily able to find the women's dorms, and how Ria was instinctively able to locate the male dorm rooms before her own beds. A lingering feeling left her stomach as she looked behind her shoulder. Away from the comfort of the men's dorms. Away from the hopefulness that she would have slept in Florian's bed, rather than her own.<br/><br/>"Why do you have to be such a gentleman?" Ria mumbled in such a way that it could have been viewed as a compliment or possibly as a frustrating rant. She wouldn't elaborate on the matter further. Ignoring the comment of how she had been thinking of him. Feeling the odd sensation of feeling shy about a crush.<br/><br/>"Au contraire, mon ami," Ria sung to him in French when he mentioned him being cruel. Florian was anything but that to her, and for a moment she felt it on the tip of her tongue to tell him exactly how she fantasied about him in a dream the previous night. The feeling of his long curls against her face, the younger French man's lips against her own. Nothing like the lewd fantasies that she actually had. In the back of her mind it terrified her to have these sorts of feelings for someone. As most of the time she looked for the actual sensation of lust over the sensation of infatuation with someone's mind and charm. Plus, he was just a few years older than her brother. That often made her lip curl.<br/><br/>"You're my Prince Charming right now. Ushering me home before I turn into a pumpkin or these rich rags fall off of me. I'll need to find something better than a glass slipper to reward you with," Ria teased with sensual eyes before they finally reached the hallway of the girl's dorms. Ria had a private room near the end of the hallway. Her wand being the switch to open the lock, as she pulled it out of her pocket and pulled herself away from Florian. The zigzags of her fishnet tights looking uneven for her long night of partying. The hiccups were gone by now.<br/><br/>It wasn't until her wand opened the latch of the door that Ria turned around and looked over her shoulder. A genuine expression on her face as she said in her very matter-of-fact tone. "Florian," she said. "Why have you not tried to fuck me like all the other boys who sing me their sweet praises?"<br/><br/>It was direct, very blunt, and Ria knew that this was probably not the best time to bring this up. But... she did.