Drabble:90
POV:Third Person
Flopping onto the couch in the Moroi lounge, Christian placed the box on the table in front of him with shaking hands. He kept on staring at the box-of-doom that could make or break him, thinking about how he ended up in this situation, till a sharp whistle from the doorway distracted him.
Glancing at the entry-point to the room, Christian found the reason he'd ended up in this uncomfortable situation. Rose Hathaway. Along with an angel and a devil. Meaning Lissa and Ashford. Well, Ashford wasn't exactly devil material; he was more of a sidekick to the evil spawn of Satan who went by the name of Rose Hathaway.
Speaking of Hathaway, she was smirking tauntingly at Christian, so he decided to man up and face (one of his) worst nightmare.
"Let's do this", he announced through gritted teeth.
"Are you sure, Chris?", Lissa asked worriedly, eyes flitting between her best friend and boyfriend. "You don't have to do this…..", she trailed off.
"Yeah, Chris", Rose piped in. "You don't have to."
"What are we waiting for? Let's get the show on the road", Christian spat out, his insides roiling with trepidation.
Rose scrutinized him through narrowed eyes a moment before walking forward and joining him at the sofa. The blonde and the red-head maintained their positions by the door.
"I have to say, I never expected you to step up to this."
"Me neither", Mason chimed in helpfully. "Bro, you got major guts".
"I'm man enough for this", Christian said, trying to convince himself as much as the others. "I'm man enough for you, Hathaway."
"Rose, please don't", Lissa entreated futilely.
"Only if Pyro here forfeits. Only then."
"No dice", Christian affirmed. "Enough trash-talk! Let's do this. Here", He said, pushing the package towards Rose.
"All of them?", Rose asked in surprise, perusing the contents of the box. When she lifted it towards Lissa, the blonde moaned slightly and paled. Even Mason looked horrified.
"This is gonna be a long, long night", Rose continued.
"All of them. A deal's a deal.", Christian spoke valiantly, barely able to stop his voice from shaking. "In fact, why don't you join us, Mason?" , he added casually, trying to draw the attention away from him.
"No thanks", Mason quickly replied. "As much as I'd love to see this, I don't think I'll be able to stay and watch you and Rose...you know"
Christian gave him a sardonic smirk before turning to Lissa.
"Liss?"
"No!", Rose exclaimed. "She's leaving. I don't wanna traumatize her any further, especially given that she knows our agenda for tonight"
Lissa sighed, knowing better than to argue with Rose. "I'll leave now. Christian, be safe. Rose, try not to wear him out. For me, please?"
After Lissa and Mason bid their goodbyes and hugged Christian, he was left, sitting in the dark lounge, facing Rose. They stared at each other a minute before Rose reached into the box and pulled out the first item, ripping away its wrapper. She wanted the night to start and end ASAP, because she had practice early and couldn't afford to be too exhausted.
"Let's do this", she whispered before extracting the dreaded item. First of four.
The DVD of Sex and the City. Followed by Legally Blonde, Confessions of a Shopaholic and When in Rome.
4 chick flicks later, Christian knew never to bet against Rose Hathaway. Needless to say, he was no longer the same person. And neither was Rose.
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