Alexis grabbed a glass of champagne off a passing waiter. She didn't drink ofter, rarely did it actually. But she was so nervous that a little bit of alcohol would be best. She started to slowly walk around the gallery, checking out the other artwork on display. She had her checkbook with her, just in case she found a piece that she really loved.
Elijah followed quickly after. He grabbed a glass as well, awkwardly fidgeting in his suit. "I don't have to buy anything, right?" He whispered to her, pretending to be interested in one of the other paintings. He didn't really want to be there, he had never found looking at art that amazing.
She giggled quietly. "Of course not. You can just help me decide what to buy." She said, looking at the different artworks. She made sure to skip over her paintings, her cheeks turning shades of red. She quickly moved passed her paintings to look at others.
(Sorry I didn't see)
Elijah took a sip of his champagne. "What about that one?" He said, pointing to one of the canvases. "I have no idea what it is, but it looks pretty…. nice?"
Alexis and giggled and shook her head. "You're terrible at this." She moved on from the painting. "It's nice, but not what I'm interested in." She sipped from her glass until she emptied it. She got another glass and started to sip from it.
Elijah raised an eyebrow at her. "How about that one?" He asked, gesturing at one of the attractive waiters. He took another sip from his glass. "He's definitely a work of art,"
Jamey ran towards the art show. She took a painting down from the wall and took it witch caused more people to yell and chase after her. She slid into a hiding place till they passed and putting the painting down hiding it. She exited looking at a picture pretending to be interested in it.
She snorted. "No thank you. I'm saving myself for my soulmate. But if you want him, go for it." She bumped his side with her hip. The alcohol was helping her relax and calm her nerves.
She walked into the scene and a waiter walked by her with champange. Even though she was too young to drink, she still grabbed it. She was now depressed and didn't know how to handle the situation.
She walked into the scene and a waiter walked by her with champange. Even though she was too young to drink, she still grabbed it. She was now depressed and didn't know how to handle the situation.
(That would be me if I liked champagne.)
She snorted. "No thank you. I'm saving myself for my soulmate. But if you want him, go for it." She bumped his side with her hip. The alcohol was helping her relax and calm her nerves.
"I can't, I'm supposed to be "helping" you." Elijah said, taking her glass from her hands. "And you'd kill me if I let you get drunk."
She sighed. "Maybe later then." She didn't protest as he took away her glass. Instead, she kept looking around at the paintings, taking her time inspecting them before moving along.
Nickala was pushed by someone running by and bumped into a girl who was looking at a painting, "Oh my.. I'm so sorry!" She said, backing up
Jamey wandered around tripping anyone in her way. She looked around no one noticed her talking some alcohol though she was 17. She was a rebel and a stealer, she stayed…. outside the law.
Elijah checked him out one last time and hummed in agreement. He set her glass down on one of the tables and walked after her. "What do you even do with a painting? Like, are you just going to.. put it on a door? Some of these can definitely ward of visitors if that's what you're trying to do."
(I back!!!)
Estel finished jotting down note for 3 paintings, before realizing she might be here forever. She typed less jot notes, moving through the paintings faster. Each one more beautiful than the other. It's a shame my art's not here, She sighed moving on to a painting of a silver forest with a gold deer in the foreground.
She rolled her eyes. "You hand it up in your house and admire it. You get a painting that means something to you, not just something pretty to look at." She explained as she stopped in front of a particular painting. "I'll get this one."
(@Ladyabby how would Estel meet her soulmate anyways?????)
"My cousin has a painting of an upside down forest just because it convinces people his house is haunted," Elijah responded. "So how does this one mean something to you? I mean, to me, it means that I'm going to see it every time I go to your place,"
Jamey drank the alcohol proud of her work. She had brought the bread taking a bite of it. She spit out the bread, it was soggy.
She chuckled. "Well, your cousin is just special." She waved down the person in charge of the gallery, giving her her credit card. "Maybe I'll tell you another day."
"So….. we can leave now?" Elijah said, his eyes wandering back to the waiter from before.
She rolled her eyes. "I'm not leaving until it closes. I have artwork here too. I want to see if anyone bought any of my pieces. But you can go and get that waiter." She said.
Izuki sighs softly, leaving the art show. It was getting late. He needed to get home. He was tired and needed rest, and he had work tomorrow. He shakes his head slowly, sighing softly. It wasn't to chilly, so he didn't mind walking without his coat on to head back home. He sighs again and then starts towards the door.
"Yeah…. here." Elijah said, handing her his glass. "I'll be back… maybe… probably not." He walked over the the waiter.
She laughed. "Have fun. Text me when you get home." She finished his drink then got another. She needed to keep them coming to get through the night. She had never drunk this much in her life. But she was just still so nervous, another one wouldn't hurt, would it?
