[Roue]

No dreams came to Roue while he fitfully slept, having exhausted all of his energy the "night" before.? It's been a such a long time since he ever remembered having such satisfying rest, an emotion that followed him well into his waking moment as his eyes fluttered open.? Taking a moment to shake away the sands of sleep, he looked around to try and see if it was daylight out, but again, there were no windows and only a gut feeling to go by that told it was that time of the day.? That meant that it was time to get up and start the day, so he pulled his arms out from beneath the cover and fully stretched out, toes curling in pleasure as the cool room air settled upon him.? Feeling a small shiver go down his spine, he tugged the covers back up to his neck, but as he did so, his elbow suddenly brushed against something...a body..causing a wave of panic to well up like a ball in his throat, causing him to abruptly sit up, backpedaling till his back hit the wall, bringing his knees up to his chest.? What the hell...who the hell...and then it hit him.

A headache wracked his brain like a pulsing spasm, his skull ringing like the set alarm clock.? Okay, sudden movement bad, he told himself, wincing as he gripped his head.? One could ask what the hell happened last night but the kind of ache that he was experiencing told him one thing of which he was 100% sure - he had been blacked out drunk.? Oh no...oh no oh no oh no oh no...that did not happen...not again.? He tried to think back to the events of yesterday, wading through a river of hurt, his legs naturally relaxing and sliding down but then his toes touched something warm and yet cool at the same time, and he hissed, immediately bringing his knees back up.? Keeping the cover tight over his whole body with one arm, he gingerly reached over with the other and pulled the other half of the comforter back, revealing no one else but Rabbit curled up by his side.? Biting his lip, his face drained of all colors as he took a minute to try and process why the hell Rabbit was in his bed and why, of all things, he was stark naked!!? Roue started to slide off the bed, carefully extricating himself from the embrace of the young boy, moving slowly so as not to disturb him, until his feet hit the floor and he quickly stepped away, keeping the comforter wrapped around.

"Okay...okay...think, think, think," he mumbled to himself as he paced the floor back and forth, every now and then glancing at his bed mate to make sure he wasn't awake.? May be this is all a misunderstanding...that they just got too drunk, lumbered on "home," and then decided to just strip and share a bed...whatever was closest and easiest, right?? An arguably logical conclusion if there ever was one.? But he's been so careful not to consume any alcoholic drinks, specifically avoiding anything that smelled the slightest bit like it, so how is it that he could recall the bitter taste of spirits on his tongue?? Biting his thumb, the elf nibbled on fingernail so as not to try and lick his lips that were as dry as autumn leaves and his throat as parched as a desert.? He was deeply in denial, trying to force himself to reach any other conclusion except for THAT when the boy suddenly stirred in the bed, causing the elf to go into full panic mode.? Cover your tracks, run the fuck away!? Now!? These thoughts consumed him as the elf heaved the comforter back onto the bed, grabbing the pile of clothes that he'd previously discarded and slipped them on with the speed of lightning.? As soon as his feet slid into the loafers, he was out the door like a hunted animal.

It wasn't until he reached the cafe area that he realized where he'd run to.? The place was a lot more populated now, with several patrons sitting at the bar and half the tables taken.? it must've been quite a sight though, to see a hyperventilating, sweaty elf as all eyes curiously turned to see who was making so much noise.? Deeply embarrassed, blood rushed back to his face, forcing him to glow a bright shade of pink as his eyes searched for the darkest, loneliest table, almost spiriting himself to one as soon as he found it.? Planting his ass into the air, he leaned over the table, wrapping his hands around his head as he groaned in despair.? A short moment later, one of the servers approached him, helpfully holding a menu at eye level.

"Would you like something to drink, sir?" the girl asked, tilting her head inquisitively.? The elf answered her without looking up, too ashamed to look anyone in the eyes that moment.

"J-just water, please...and lots of it..." he answered, not even realizing that he fully understood the language and that he was even able to answer.? The server girl then skipped away as he continued to wallow in his misery.? He's done it...he's done it again.? Got blacked out drunk, then more than likely forced himself on Rabbit and had his way with him.? Oh gods...he didn't think he had the willpower to face his own actions, nor Rabbit, if it came to admitting that...