Quite a while passed with the drinks flowing between Angelo and Raven. His tolerance was evidently much more developed than hers since he did not look like her had been imbibing in alcohol for the past hour at all. She could only assume she was the total opposite and not only because she felt it rushing to her head. At some point he spared her a quick glance and declared it best to get some food. He stepped out to the kitchen to presumably get some, but Raven’s attention was solely on the large screen in front of her. She knew if she looked away from the woes of the fictional figures in front of her, all she would end up doing was dwelling on her own.
One moment she was sucking down one of the citrusy concoctions Angelo had been making all night, and the next she looked up to find Cosmo s
