<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/>You couldn’t be more far away from being fine! It was impossible not to worry of him when he was in this state. Nerissa didn’t know just how much of what he told her was true and what was just alcohol speaking. Yet, she felt like there was at least a part of truth in everything he said. The things he wouldn’t have told when sober and control of himself.<br/><br/>“I can’t agree more with you. You are an idiot for refusing all the affection you could get when you want it.” Nera agreed with a small nod. Needed the most? But pushing her away was a solid part of Albion. It was something she was used to by now… and to be honest, it felt like their own little game. She got close to the man until he would give up and tell her to stop. For a reason the fox demon didn’t understand it always felt like a small victory. And Albion endured being hugged well enough when it mattered. And he didn’t have, much, problems to pet her ears, so wasn’t that more than enough?<br/><br/>Albion had been there every time she had needed him. He was ready to listen when she needed that, hold her when she was falling apart, let her cry her sadness off on his shoulder, do many stupid things just because she asked. Just how much could she ask from him? Nerissa couldn’t remember him failing her, but that was because they saw things differently. Nera hold no grudge on Albion from turning her away when she was in a heat, sure he could have been more considering with his way of doing that, but it was she who had crossed a line. There were things she could ask from him, and things she couldn’t. That was one of the things she couldn’t. “It might be a misunderstanding Albion. You haven’t let her down.” Just what have you been brooding in your head all this time?<br/><br/>“I don’t” Nerissa admitted that she didn’t understand what the man was talking about. She was about to lean closer to lick his tear off when his words stopped her, froze her. Killed them? Albion was quiet and so was the fox demon. His confession had taken her by surprise and left her speechless. There were many things she didn’t know about Albion, but despite that she refused to believe he would kill people close to him out of cruelty or just for the excitement. There was something he wasn’t telling her… Something that had forced his hand.<br/><br/>Her coffee sat on the table, getting cold. The demoness swallowed. Then she stood up, not to leave, but to move to sit on Albion’s lap. With a firm hold she pulled his head against her chest. It was much easier to act than try to come up with the right words. Her delicate fingers started stroking his white hair again. “Albion…” Her voice was shivering. Perhaps it was merciful to let him drink until he forgot all that. This new information together with her own memories was about to tear her apart. The girl breather deep. “I have done something like that. With my own hands I killed the man I loved. Should I give up because of that? Should I stay away from others and never let anyone get close to me, because there is a small chance it might happen again?” Nerissa asked and dried her tears on Albion’s hair. She believed that Albion cared of himself too little to reason with him traditionally, but maybe letting him see the things from different point of view would let him open his eyes.<br/>