Rowan sat quietly, looking at all the empty drink glasses on the table. He was not feeling any sort of drunkenness, which in a sense he felt sad about. How much was he going to have to drink before getting a buzz on, even a light one?
Sarah was already feeling good, grinding on everyone on the dance floor. Was she trying to make him jealous, because he only ended up feeling sad for her. He hoped she would find her mate, maybe then she would feel less lonely.
He stood up, and walked to her, "Come on. I'll take you home."
She giggled at him. "Really? If we're gonna do it though, can we do it on the bed this time, I got a terrible kink the last time."
He looked at her confused and she covered her mouth "oh I'm sorry, you have a mate now, I can't joke like that anymore." She almost mad
