<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>On the Rocks</strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/CVXF98C.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Nerissa<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>April 14th, 2021, 9PM~<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Deadline<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Dressed for a night out (https://images.anime-pictures.net/e4b/e4b9f760da60ec26c1d59c74b33f1125.png?if=ANIME-PICTURES.NET_-_653743-1000x1414-tsumi+no+hahen+%28debris%29-lirin+%28bae.c%29-bae.c-long+hair-single-tall+image.png)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Oh dear… I wouldn’t describe you as a party animal. More like someone who drinks until his liver gives up. This person she was dealing with… made her question if this really was Albion, but as far as she knew he didn’t have any twin brothers. Sensible? Well, she sure would be the more sensible of the two. Nerissa gave a small nod escorted with a smile to the demon before he went away.<br/><br/>“Something?” He had a habit to take something to make bad emotions go away. Nerissa’s thoughts weren’t in antidepressants, but something more sinister. “What do you take for those bad emotions? Don’t try to circle around it! You tell me exactly what you take!” Nerissa demanded. She would lock this idiot in a rehab. It was enough to watch him drink himself into an early grave, but she wasn’t going to let him hurry there by shooting who knew what into his system.<br/><br/>Of course I know you. Order… more often…? With a deadpan face Nerissa stared at Albion. She couldn’t decide whether she should slap him, kick him in the nuts or throw his drink on his face. You are mistaking me to a whore?! Seriously! Nerissa almost growled, and then she got confused by Albion’s sudden need to muzzle his face into her neck. The fox demon froze for a moment before she sighed, letting all hatred go. “Thank you. You don’t smell so good today… You poor, sad, miserable human man…” Nera whispered and started to stroke his hair slowly, letting him stay near her.<br/><br/>Did Albion have a habit of requesting pink foxes especially…? We are going to discuss about this tomorrow Albion. It’s not normal to ask for prostitutes that look like someone you know. Nerissa pulled her purse closer and took her cell phone out with a free hand. “Tell me… How much money you are going to spend on me? And what you want to get with that money?” The fox demon felt strongly that this was something she shouldn’t ask. It was a private matter and normally Albion probably wouldn’t tell her this kind of details, but… he could blame only himself for being a freak who sleeps with hookers who remind her!<br/><br/>“I know you have many injuries. You have people who love you and care of you more than you do care of yourself. Albion, I think your true love in this life is death. For whatever reason you aren’t ready to give yourself completely to her, but you do flirting with her more than you should. You are punishing yourself from something… That’s what I think. You put yourself in bad situations and get hurt because you feel like that’s everything you deserve. You can’t accept the thought that you deserve to be loved and cared and your feelings are important too.” Nerissa said with a soft voice before kissing lightly top of his head. “Does it make you feel better when you have company like this?”<br/>