Chapter 11 - Charlie (Part 3)

“I left it freezing in the fridge. I'll get it for you." he advanced towards the fridge handing the bottle to her soon after, with a dismayed expression “But let's not exaggerate, okay? The few times I've seen you drink something, it's been pretty clear that you're not exactly resistant to alcohol..."

“What did we already talk about you treating me like a child?" She raised an eyebrow, taking the bottle from his hands “ If I want it drunk, then it's my decision."

“Okay, okay…” he raised his hands in surrender “Just don't forget that we have a plane to catch early afternoon tomorrow. And it's not exactly comfortable throwing up in a toilet 500 meters up."

“I'll keep your advice in mind." she sneered , secretly enjoying the feeling that he was worried about her, even if he wasn't going to admit it aloud “Now, come here! Let's eat! “ she encouraged him, sitting in the chair right in front of him with her legs gathered, so that the hem of her shirt was even shorter, almost revealing her