Once outside the bar, Anna swayed and sort of danced her way toward the waiting taxi, trying her best to get Elsa to join in. Elsa had to admit, the redhead was very amusing and uninhibited (though that was probably just the alcohol). And sexy. Anna was certainly sexy. Elsa definitely had to admit that. The blonde leaned against the cab and watched as the redhead performed a clumsy solo waltz on the sidewalk. Elsa found herself smiling at the girl's drunken antics, "Anna," she laughed, opening the door of the taxi, "get in the cab. It's time to go."
The redhead paused, "Do thatagin," she demanded, striding unsteadily but confidently toward a surprised Elsa.
"Do what again?" Elsa asked, her brow arched.
"Laugh," Anna replied, coming to a halt only inches from Elsa'a face, "Yoor laugh sounds like icicles mellllting. It's amaaaazing," she said, allowing her nose to just barely brush the tip of Elsa's.
Elsa felt a blush rise in her cheeks. She gazed for a moment into glassy teal eyes before quickly looking away, feeling a faint flutter in her stomach. She opted to ignore it, swallowing hard, "You're a flirt, Anna," the blonde commented, smiling, "Let's get you home." With that, Elsa guided the girl into the backseat then slid in beside her.
Once the cab's door closed, Elsa glanced over at her car, still in its parking spot and sighed, "Don't worry, girl. I'll be back for you later."
The cabbie's gruff voice pulled Elsa's attention away from her beloved car, "Where to, ladies?" he asked impatiently, the cab pulling out into the street.
Elsa turned to find Anna gazing drowsily out of the window, "Anna? Where do you live?" she asked sweetly.
The redhead responded by scooting close and running her fingers across Elsa's collarbone, "Ah-ah-ah, I'm suppozed to be taking yoo home, 'member?"
Elsa rolled her eyes and reached into Anna's bag, looking for the girl's ID, something with her address on it. Anna dove at the blonde and fumbled for her wallet, holding it just out of Elsa's reach, "I don't wanna go to my place, anyway. It's scary there." Elsa stopped trying to grab the wallet, surprised by how sober the girl's statement sounded. Why was Anna's place scary, she wondered.
The cabbie interrupted again before Elsa could respond, "Hey, Lady...I don't have all night."
Elsa looked at Anna, who still held her wallet over her head, still out of the blonde's reach, her lower lip protruding in an attempted pout. The blonde groaned, defeated, "Ok, Anna, you win."
The redhead's face lit up and she flung her arms around Elsa's neck, "Yaaaaaaaaaaay!" Anna cheered and bounced loudly in the seat as Elsa gave her own address to the cab driver.
The driver grunted his acknowledgment of the destination, making an immediate and very sharp turn. Anna whimpered at the sudden direction change. The cabbie glanced at the girls in his rearview mirror, "Hey, if your girl is gonna blow chunks, make sure she does it in that bag, not on my seats. I'd hate to have to charge you a cleaning fee," he said with a smile that showcased particularly poor oral hygiene. Elsa shuddered. She doubted that vomit would make much difference to the back of the cab.
Elsa found herself focused instead on the first part of the cabbie's statement, 'your girl.' She liked the sound of that, but Anna was not the sort of girl that would be interested in someone like her. Anna was vibrant and energetic, the life of the party, and Elsa, well, wasn't. The blonde frowned slightly. She turned to look at Anna, who had gotten quiet, which worried her a bit, "Anna? How are you feeling?"
Anna looked up at her and gave a small sleepy smile, "Better now that I haveyooo," she answered in sing-song fashion, snuggling into Elsa's side, her eyes sliding closed.
Elsa leaned back in the seat, relaxing a bit. She found herself enjoying the other girl's company, not to mention the contact. The blonde could not recall the last time she had curled up with anyone.
Though Anna was a stranger, and a drunk one at that, Elsa could not deny a certain level of attraction to the feisty redhead. She shook the thought aside, and brushed Anna's bangs away from her freckled face, tucking some stray locks behind her ear, "You probably won't even remember me in the morning," she said sadly, placing a small kiss on the top of the girl's head.
Anna leaned into her touch and wrapped her arms around the blonde's waist, pulling her close, "Will, too...My Ellsha," she replied with certainty, tightening her grip on the blonde as she nodded off to sleep.
The cab ride ended at the front door of a high-rise. "Home sweet home," Elsa muttered as she payed the cab fare and helped Anna exit the car. Anna gaped at the building as they approached, "Wow!" she awed, "Yoo live heere?"
The building's elderly doorman, Kai, held the door open for the two, "Good evening, Miss Arensen," he said with a kind smile, "Are you quite well?" he asked, concern coloring his gray eyes as he observed the inebriated girl hanging off the blonde's arm.
Anna released her grip on Elsa's arm and grabbed the man by the hand, shaking it enthusiastically, "Helllooo, 'mAnna," she said giddily, "I'm takin' my Elsha home."
Elsa grunted as Anna leaned hard against her. The blonde fished through her bag, looking for keys, "Yes, Kai, thank you. I am quite well, but as you can see, my friend, Anna, is not entirely well. We are going upstairs. Have a good night," she smiled and waved at the man as the pair made their way slowly to the elevators.
Anna jumped into the elevator first as Elsa spoke, "We're going up to the 28th floor, Anna, if you want to press the...," she stopped mid-sentence, her mouth open. Anna was giggling. The redhead had just pressed all of the floor buttons. Elsa should have been angry. She wanted to be angry. It was going to take forever to get to her floor now, but Anna's smile was contagious and her laughter, infectious. The blonde could not help but laugh, "Really, Anna," she sighed as she felt a wave of giggles wash over her. The redhead merely grinned broadly. Elsa had laughed more in one evening with Anna than she had in years.
After an exceptionally long and giggle-filled elevator ride, the girls stepped out onto the 28th floor, Elsa leading the way to her door. Anna straggled along behind, marveling at everything they passed, "Wow! You musht be rich-ch-ch," she exclaimed as she caught up with the blonde, throwing an arm around her shoulder.
Elsa smirked, unlocking the door of her apartment, which she hoped Anna would like at least as well as the hall, "Not rich. But I do live comfortably," she said as she stepped aside, letting Anna enter first.
The blonde felt a twinge of panic, wondering if her home were tidy enough for company. Those fears were immediately banished when the redhead entered, " Wow!" she said again for at least the tenth time since they arrived. Anna tottered into the living room and stood in front of Elsa's large television, "Wow," she shouted again.
Elsa chuckled and flicked on the lights. A cool breeze blew through Anna's hair from the ceiling fan overhead. Anna stared upward and begin to spin, giggling and flailing her arms. She was having fun. Elsa watched happily as the redhead continued to spin until she got dizzy and started to fall. Elsa was at her side in an instant and caught her easily, easing the girl onto her couch.
"Anna?" Elsa asked, holding the girl steady, "Are you ok? You don't look so good..." The blonde eyed the other girl cautiously.
Anna waved her hands dismissively and responded with a slurred, "Ahhmfiiinee...Ellsa yaknow yoorreally beeyootiful." The small redhead reached up clumsily and touched Elsa's cheek. Elsa would have blushed at the compliment if she had not been concerned about the girl beside her. Anna stood suddenly, swaying on the spot, "Uhh-oohh." Elsa knew what that 'uh-oh' likely meant.
She tried to turn the girl and steer her down the hall, "Shit. Anna, wait, if you're going to puke at least wait til we get to the bathr..." The blonde's plea was interrupted by a wet heaving sound as the contents of Anna's stomach spewed forth in all their colorful glory over both women.
Elsa was stunned, "For fuck's sake," she grimaced, staring at her very drunk houseguest; now very in need of a shower. She sighed.
Anna frowned, her eyebrows bent, "I'm sooperdooprsrry," the girl slurred impressively.
Elsa assumed the unintelligible statement had been an apology so she reassured the girl that it was no big deal, "Don't worry about it, Anna." The girl returned the smile, seemingly relieved.
Elsa guided the girl down the hall, through her bedroom and into the master bath's shower, placing her on the tiny bench in the corner of the stall. Anna slumped in the seat, nearly asleep, mumbling to herself. Elsa looked down at the girl, "Oh, Anna. What am I going to do with you?" she asked with a small smile, more of herself than the redhead, "I don't suppose you're going to be any help here, are you?"
Elsa rolled her eyes as she debated how best to handle the new and revolting circumstances. Finally the blonde shrugged resignedly, took off her own gross shirt, tossed it aside and began to undress the now barely conscious girl. She was beyond relieved to find that neither Anna's bra nor underwear were 'barfy', "Thank God for that," she whispered to herself.
After a bit of a wrestling match in the shower (who knew it would be so difficult), Anna was finally clean and dry. Elsa half-walked, half-carried the redhead back into her bedroom; settling the girl on her bed while she went to the closet to find a shirt and boxers Anna could wear.
Anna was already snoring softly when Elsa returned, curled into the duvet. She was quite lovely. Elsa struggled to dress the sleeping redhead, then turned the girl on her side and tucked her into bed.
The blonde smiled as she turned to leave, "Try not to throw up in my bed, Anna," she told the sleeping girl, jokingly. As she left the room Elsa noticed that the muscles of her face ached pleasantly from all the smiling she had done that evening.
A quick shower and fresh change of clothes later, Elsa walked back into her bedroom to check on her guest. Anna was sprawled out across the bed, her tiny frame somehow taking up every inch of available space. Elsa thought about sleeping on the couch but wanted to stay close in case Anna got sick again. She might need her. Elsa glanced behind her, that would work, "No good deed goes unpunished, I guess," she grumbled to herself as she settled into the armchair by the door to try and get some sleep. It was going to be a long night.
Well, it certainly was an eventful evening. I wonder what the morning is going to bring...
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