<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_u">On the Rocks</span></strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/siPDgO7.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Albion<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>April 15th, 2021, 7:30 AM~<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Albion's Flat<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Discussion time.<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As pictured, partially loose, minus tie<br/><br/><hr/><br/>He hadn't expected Nerissa to react so violently to his words, but... It was easy to assume he was calling her something she wished he'd never call her. Even if he only told her she didn't need to act like it... Being careless with his words was got him into this mess in the first place. It was almost like they were having a lover's quarrel, despite the fact they were never involved in a relationship like that. Still... They were awfully close to it, and if Albion had done one thing right since waking up, it was diffusing the situation with a bit of closeness before things grew worse. "It's not just games to me either... I just want to know the truth."<br/><br/>He'd so thoroughly convinced himself he was unfit that he still struggled to process the fact she felt he would be good for her. There really was no room for his usual fears or concerns right now... He was deep in the moment, and he couldn't just take himself right out of it like usual. Nerissa was a ticking timebomb, and he needed to be careful with the wires...<br/><br/>It all started with ordering pink foxes, it seemed. "I was drunk off my ass... I tend to get mouthy when I'm drunk, but even I can usually remember what I'm talking about. If I got that drunk I can't even remember that... Then I probably just asked for something comfortable and familiar. Like you, but not<em>you</em>you." Albion frowned, even finding it strange he would specify pink. He would normally just order a fox and let them surprise him.<br/><br/>Maybe... It really was a quiet plea for company like hers. "My only thought is that... You're always around me, and a subconscious part of me wanted that sense of familiarity, so I wound up asking for a pink fox instead of 'just' a fox." He hummed, looking into her eyes, before he shook his head. "Thank god, no. I can't imagine how boring the girl I'd need to rent in place of Mallory would be, but I'd also like to think no girl could be that boring and also be in the sex worker business... And Lily... Is Lily and I'd probably be dealing with a camgirl or something." His face soured at the thought, before his hand came up to run his fingertips through her hair.<br/><br/>"It isn't my proudest moment, Neri, this is the first time I've ever gotten that specific... Hell, from the sound of thibgs, I was so wasted I didn't even call the company I usually order from, I called you. So... Yes, if you want to take offense with me, a small part of me wanted you there with me, but the better part of my bad habits wanted someone to play with, and... You were the target fitting all parameters. This is the kind of man you're trying to help out." He frowned as he looked into her eyes, before he let his head fall back upon the bed.<br/><br/>"My turn. Did I... Talk about anything else? Normally I might share a bit of history with company, but nothing major. Just enough that they know I could use a bit of work and comfort and that's it. Was it the same with you?"