"Are you really asking me to do that?" He says, his voice barely coming out a whisper. Ot barely comes out as a whisper but still I hear it and nod my head.
"Is it okay if he comes home with us?" I ask Scott and he simply shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly.
"I don't think it would be anything bad would it?" he says, and I am surprised at this. I look at my brother's eyes, lime green eyes which have taken on something of a watery and clouded feel and look at this point.
I'm guessing he's drunk. I'm guessing that he is thoroughly drunk and I wonder what sort of a person he is. What sort of a person is able to still remain sane even after they had gotten themselves drunk.
"How about we all go home and stop standing around like little idiots?" Oakley says, and Scott literally chuckles at this. No, he doesn't chuckle, he giggles, je giggles so delightedly that you'd have thought she cracked the most endearing of jokes right now.
Oakley practically wears a proud grin on her face, and my face goes bland. "Don't take anything he does to heart" I say, and she sticks out her tongue at me.
"At least I was able to make him laugh when drunk. Have a go at it madam?" she says to me and for some unexplained reason I find that it has suddenly become a weird. I mean if we had been jokingly doing it then I would have attempted it, but right now, it is a bit too weird to deliberately make my brother want to laugh, and I can't say that I can organise my thoughts right now.
They are practically in a mess and the disoriented nature of them is appealing.
"What were you aiming to achieve by coming here in the first place?" I ask Adrian and he simply shrugs his shoulders.
We had taken the bus here, but right now we are in his car. We are in his luxury car which practically costs at least half a million dollars if not more. The only car that I can only dream of hugging and as excited as I am, and by the fact I find that I am also a little bit angry at him. I know he had made me look like a complete fool in front of Scott. I'm pretty sure that when he gets sober there will be this small I told you look on his face because he had anticipated all this.
He had known that for some weird reason Adrian would try to blow off his appointments. Adrian had tried to deceive the rest of the populace of his fans base, because he wanted to come here.
"I came to see him" he says, and a sneer practically forms on my lips.
"Where is Celaena?".
"I would like to wish her a good morning". The reply comes off my lips as fast as my thought brings it and I'm guessing that is a little bit cruel.