06-26-2014, 07:38 PM
Her eyes widened a little. Dancing? At that point Zoya wasn’t too sure she would look too graceful standing up. She did a mental count of all the drinks she’d had and her outlook on the dance floor would not be a pretty one. Papering the Kremlin… now that had some appeal, but she wasn’t thirteen any longer.
Turning to White, she made a dismissive gesture with her hand. "While Supercop seemingly has a habit of going above and beyond he is off duty... apparently... and I'm drunk... could be making the whole thing up!"
Looking at her beer one last time, she gently pushed the glass away from her. “No thanks, I think I’m done.”
Suddenly, she felt tired. The stress of the night had left her body and she simply felt drained. The thought of food made her a little queasy but she managed to suppress the feeling. “It has been very eventful, and I’m sorry you had to come all this way Ivan. I should probably head home though. Uh… either one of you care to point me in the direction of Krasnopresnenskaja?”
The woman wasn’t sure how far away from home she was, but she didn’t think she could walk there; nor did she know what would happen to her vehicle. Obviously, she hadn’t really thought things through when she ran out of the factory. Not her brightest moment, but surely a memorable one.
Edited by Zoya Bocharov, Jun 26 2014, 07:42 PM.
Turning to White, she made a dismissive gesture with her hand. "While Supercop seemingly has a habit of going above and beyond he is off duty... apparently... and I'm drunk... could be making the whole thing up!"
Looking at her beer one last time, she gently pushed the glass away from her. “No thanks, I think I’m done.”
Suddenly, she felt tired. The stress of the night had left her body and she simply felt drained. The thought of food made her a little queasy but she managed to suppress the feeling. “It has been very eventful, and I’m sorry you had to come all this way Ivan. I should probably head home though. Uh… either one of you care to point me in the direction of Krasnopresnenskaja?”
The woman wasn’t sure how far away from home she was, but she didn’t think she could walk there; nor did she know what would happen to her vehicle. Obviously, she hadn’t really thought things through when she ran out of the factory. Not her brightest moment, but surely a memorable one.
Edited by Zoya Bocharov, Jun 26 2014, 07:42 PM.