Isaac Newton's Third Law of Physics:
"For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction"
Opposites attract. You cannot touched without being touched. If this law did not exist, humans would pass through everything. When you walk, your feet pu...
"Well" Tequila said clicking his tongue "I guess that's settled then. Scotch Lover takes the solo room and these love birds can share"
Without another word he walked away.
Val buried her face into her pillow screaming incoherent words like a madwoman....
Eggsy gave a small chuckle and said "Love are you alright?"
"Obviously not!" She replied, her voice muffled by the pillow as she grabbed on the roots of her hair and kicked off her heels.
"Eggsy that was so embarassing!"
The young man shrugged and put a hand on her shoulder.
"It wasn't that bad love"
"What do you mean it wasn't that bad? It was awful! I mean did you see the look on Tequila's face? He even thought we were a friggin couple. Ugh!"
She sat up and banged her head on the headboard of her bed. Eggsy gave her a queer look.
"Why do you care what Tequila makes of us?"
Val paused and rested her head on the headboard. "He's right. Why do I care if Tequila thinks we're a couple? Why should I care?"
There was a small silence as she didn't know what to say. A few more moments and she finally found the right words.
"Well, Tequila thinks we're a couple, which we neither confirmed nor denied. And until we deny that we are together he would spread his false conception introducing us as love birds and if Tilde hears of it she would probably have my head"
The words were partially true. But for some reason it felt more like a lie. Like there should be some other reason she would be bothered by Tequila thinking they were together. It was on the tip of her tongue. She just couldn't place it properly.
Eggsy sighed saying "Love you know Tilde understands our sibling like relationship. She knows that we don't and never would have a romantic bond and she sees you as a sister. She would know that a person that calls us a couple just misinterpreted us"
Val said nothing and continued to rest her head on the headboard. Overwhelmed by the current events and all the confusion and fatigue flooding in she gave a long sigh saying "What a day ain't it Eggsy?"
"Yep. What a day. Get some sleep love. You need it"
Val laid down on her bed as Eggsy laid down on his. "Goodnight Eggsy" she said as her eyelids felt heavy and closed shut.
He placed a kiss on her forehead saying "Goodnight love" as he turned the bedside lamp off.
Val woke up in the middle of the night...
She tried to get some sleep once more. But she tossed and turned for about a few minuets til she decided she would just give up on sleep. She wrapped a robe around her night gown, took the fresh milk and cinammon cookies from the small fridge offered in their room.
She made sure she had her Kingsman watch with her and went out onto the deserted halls of the Statesman building.
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She wondered around aimlessly until she arrived onto the balcony that Tequila showed them earlier.
She opened the sliding doors to the balcony and closed them as she felt the cool breeze fluttering her night gown and her hair around. She looked up unto the sky with beautiful stars that twinkled in the darkness.
The balcony held an amazing view of the Statesman estate and the mountains and fields afar. In one corner of the balcony there was a small table between two chairs. The table had a variation of Statesman liquor along with the most dominating one, whisky.
There were also glasses provided for anyone who came out here to drink. She sat in one chair placing the fresh milk and cookies on the table. She poured the milk into what should have been a wine glass and began to much on the cookies.
What she was doing strangely reminded her of the Christmas tradition she and her father had. Only her father doesn't remember her and she's here all alone. There was no one to scold her from getting a cold or put a blanket around her shoulders or something to cover her head.
Or so she thought.
"You know, one would come here this late for a drink and a smoke not for milk and cookies"
Not much to say except I'm tipsy on Tequila and it's only 8pm here. Help. Can someone help me get home? Anime_Chaos? ChrillySilly? Anyone?
