In Rui's mind this had made more sense when she planned it. Now, even with no regrets, it seemed pretty odd.
She had her sandy haired knight in shiny armour tied to the bed out like a light and two every drunk eons snoozing off the alcohol. Ok, that bit was unforeseeable. How was she to know he gave his booze to his pokemon? The alcohol in her system wasn't making it any easier. Plus the room being almost pitch black. She half regretted agreeing to heating at the cost of lighting. There had been candles. Had been. She had no idea what happened to them or where they are.
Getting Wes pissed was harder than she though. Mainly because she had never seen him get pissed before, if she had she would have put all her efforts into another task. He was really paranoid. Then again she did go up to him and say 'Can we get drunk. I've never been drunk before.' To which he did give her a weary look and a confused 'ok'.
Now she had him where she wanted him. After spiking his drink when he was out of the room and keeping his bottle filled up. Which she will deny. She had no idea what to do. She didn't actually think she would get this far.
She glared at him through the darkness. 'You planned this. Just to make my life harder. You...' The insults stopped there. She realised her mouth was inches from his.
Licking her lips she edged forwards. Just millimetres from his lips Wes spoke. 'Seriously yeah,'
Whether it was the fact he scared her or the alcohol or a mixture of both, Rui burst out laughing. Then fell off the bed.
'Oww.'
'You shouldn't feel pain until morning.' Wes sighed before twisting his wrists out of the loose bind and sitting up on the bed.
'Shut up.' Rui whined. 'My plan failed. I want sympathy.'
'Awww didums.'
Rui waved two fingers at him wildly. Due to the fact she didn't know if he would see it.
'What plan?'
Rui moved to kneel on the floor. She was sick of looking at the floor. 'How are you still sober?'
'I'm not.'
Rui's fragile mind could not comprehend so she did the only thing she could think of and poked the older teen in the rib. Missed, but she tried.
Wes rolled his eyes. He hated being drunk because it made him more social and he often said and did things he later regrets. Like picking Rui up off the floor and hugging her lightly. 'So what's up plan?'
'To find out if you liked me?' She hiccupped. She hung her head.
'So no asking me, or hyperthical situation or around about questions. You planned for me to get drunk then rape me?' From Rui looking like a little kid he guessed not. 'Fine.' He grumbled to himself before grabbing her chin and kissed her lightly. 'Now go to sleep.' Wes back flopped on the bed with Rui crashing out next to him.
Five minutes of silence was broken but Rui giggling. 'You like me.' 'Shut up.' 'You really really like me.' 'Rui you do know you're going to have a cracking hangover.' 'So are you.' 'The last to bottles were water.' 'I hate you. ' 'Love you to.'
Unlike Rui Wes didn't miss her side.