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Title: Get Wasted With Me
Pairing: MariHaru
Rating: R (?)
Words: 5,738
AN: Yellow! I'm taking the
30 Days of Writing: A Drabble a Day Challenge mainly so that I could get a hang of shortening my chapters. Also I'm hoping to cure my writer's block and practice writing again, so I think this is a good thing. Hopefully it is a good thing. I can't seem to write for my other OTPs in my other fandoms for now, so I going back to Mariharu of akb48. I don't think I can write anything yet besides MariHaru. It feels like I'm still not there yet. Especially after reading those epic fics. Tsk still no.
Title was supposed to be 2.F.Us / Two Eff Yous ... buuuuttttt I dunno if that is allowed here. So, playing it safe *shrugs* There are minors here so... *shrugs*
And I know this isn't a drabble :/ 15 pages in word isn't a drabble, but hopefully I'd shorten it as I write the rest.
Oh yeah, I know this theme is overused...dunno if it is overused here in akb fandom though
...but it seem fitting with the prompt titles so...*shrugs yet again*
Anyway, thanks for taking the time to read this!
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1. Beginning
(n.) the first part or earliest stage of something
Example: Beginnings are sometimes disguised as poisonous, alcoholic beverages that
eventually--and surprisingly--leads you to question what the hell happened last night.
Looking around the bar that was decorated in a somewhat old fashioned way—dim lighting, red banquettes stool chairs by the U-shaped bar, almost all varnished tables and chair around, retro lamp fixtures on the wall—Sashihara Rino couldn’t help but notice the glances being thrown at them. It wasn’t really surprising considering what they’re wearing and their situation right now. Still, she couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable about the whole thing especially since she noticed some of the intoxicated men giving them impish looks, grins and even winks.
“You know,” Sasshi flinched slightly as a rough looking man who had suddenly caught her eyes, winked at her. Looking completely grossed out, she turns back towards her companion who was taking a shot of her alcoholic drink. “I haven’t heard or seen a runaway bride dragging her maid of honor away from a wedding before. Unless of course the bride is secretly in love with the maid of honor which in this case, I’m hoping this isn’t THAT.” She motioned towards the two of them.
“Don’t be gross.” Kojima Haruna says with a scowl on her face as she slammed the shot glass down. She signaled the waitress near them to bring her another shot before wiping her lips with the back of her hand, disregarding the fact that she was still wearing her laced white gloves. A small pout and a frown formed across her face as she looks at the stain on her gloves. She shouldn’t care since she’s not going to get married now, but…
“I only took you with me because I didn’t want to be alone.” She added as she began rubbing the stain on her gloves with her thumb, unaware that she should be wiping the slight smudge of her pink lipstick on the corner of her lips instead.
“I’m pretty sure that is the main reason why you ran away from your wedding.” Sasshi pointed out with sigh. “That you want to be alone for the rest of your life.”
Haruna rolled her eyes in annoyance before she turned to look at her bestfriend. “Ha-ha. Very funny. You know quite well why I had to run away.”
“Right. The whole cold feet before the wedding.” Sasshi nodded. “But you could’ve just waited for it to subside, postpone it for a few minutes or for a few days if you want rather than being all gung-ho and running away. I mean, the way you just suddenly grabbed me after walking down the aisle then mumbling out sorry to your shocked soon-to-be-but-not-anymore-future-husband as you dragged me away is just so…wrong. And cruel. Definitely cruel.”
Haruna let out a groan as she covers her face with both her hands, remembering what she had done earlier. Sasshi was right. What she did was wrong and cruel. Definitely cruel. Maybe even beyond cruel.
She remembers the look of her parents faces as she darts towards Sasshi. She remembers the confused and hurt look of her fiancé’s face as he stood by the altar, looking at him for a moment, shook her head as she mumbled out her apology before grabbing her confused maid of honor and dragged her towards the exit. She remembers walking the aisle again, hearing the gasps and the whispers of their guests as she passed by them. She remembers how heavy it felt that she was walking out of the church. She remembers her name echoing as her fiancé called out for her. She remembers stopping for a moment and she heard her name again along with him telling her to wait. She remembers hearing heavy footsteps coming towards her, how she suddenly felt cold and dreadful at each step he took.
This wasn’t how imagined it would be. This isn’t how she imagined her fairytale wedding would be. The drowning feeling she has shouldn’t be present on this supposedly joyous occasion. It wasn’t supposed to be like this…at all… but—
She remembers hearing her name coming out of Sasshi’s lips, causing her to snap back.
She has to get out of there.
Coming to a decision, she gripped her bestfriend’s wrist and without looking back, she ran and stepped out of the church. She ignored everything. The sound of his voice yelling out to her, the voice of Sasshi telling her to slow down, the confused looks being thrown at them, everything. She just focused on running as fast as she could.
And it felt…right.
It felt so right that she couldn’t help but smile as she ran. The suffocating feeling she had earlier was gone.
It was the right thing to do. She had made the right decision.
…Or did she? Right now, it doesn’t seem to feel like that for Haruna. It’s mixed feelings now. Confused, relieved, sad, guilt, happy…she can’t seem to pinpoint which one is stronger. So maybe ignoring it and just try to get wasted for the rest of the night should be her primary concern for now. She can go back to reality and deal with it tomorrow.
“I’m a fuck up.” She mumbled to herself, letting out a groan when she hears Sashii agreeing with her.
“I’m sorry, but I couldn’t help but eavesdrop..” A voice suddenly intervened Haruna’s thoughts causing her to frown. She lowered her hand the same time Sasshi turned to look behind her, finding a woman with long brown hair playfully grinning at them. The unknown woman was turned towards them, leaning over, her elbow resting on the top rail of her chair. “You ran away from your wedding with your maid of honor? Are you in love with her or something?” She asked incredulously, still wearing a wide grin on her face. Obviously the unknown woman found that hilarious as the corner of her lips began twitching as she waits for Haruna’s answer.
“See?! This is how it’s going to reflect on me!” Sasshi quickly says as she turns back to Haruna. She shoots Haruna a glare. “Like I’m the reason you bailed on your wedding. Like you choose me over him! I’d be the lesbian maid of honor now!” She exclaimed, throwing her hand in the air. The unknown woman behind her couldn’t help but laugh at Sasshi’s response.
“It isn’t like that!” Haruna exasperatedly says as she placed her hands on the table. She leaned on the side, looking at the grinning woman from behind Sasshi. She shook her head before she gave the stranger a pointed look. “I’m not in love with her. If you were eavesdropping much earlier, you would have known that I just took her to accompany me in my triumphant escape from an imminent disaster of a marriage.”
The woman nodded her head, looking a bit impressed. “Harsh..”
Haruna let out a sigh as she slouched in her seat, internally cursing how uncomfortable it is to sit wearing a wedding gown. She really should’ve changed first rather than looking for a place to drown her guilt into leaving her fiancé at the altar. Oh well, it’s only for today.
“You did good girl!” The unknown woman’s companion suddenly exclaimed from across her, holding up what looked to be a glass of orange juice upwards as if offering a toast in her honor. “Or is it girls?” The orange juice girl looked to be wasted as she squints her eyes, trying to focus her eyes on Haruna. “Why are there like three of yous and…all white and shiny. Are you God? Three God mice…” She slurred before giggling and hugging her orange juice as her head plopped down the table. They hadn’t noticed that the eavesdropper had a companion. Two for that matter as another one, with short brown hair, was seated from across the woman seemed to be sleeping on the table.
Haruna couldn’t help but frown at the two drunkards. There’s just something about women who can’t handle their booze. It’s disconcerting for Haruna really.
“Remind me again not to spike your drink you fucking lightweight.” The woman mumbled before rolling her eyes and turning back towards Haruna and Sasshi. She let out a deep sigh, her shoulders sagging a little. “So apparently I don’t have anyone to talk to since these assholes seem to be making love to the table. So can I just join you? You seem more interesting than these two.”
“No Nonti. Down girl. Don’t go changing the Microsoft…” The orange juice girl groaned as she held out her hand towards her sober friend who got up, took hold of her chair and her drink, turned her chair and joined Haruna and Sasshi’s table. She sat on the other side of the table, in between the two, ignoring her weird friends’ slurs about…Microsoft.
“I’m Nonti by the way. And you don’t need to know who those two are.” Nonti says as she motioned towards her two friends. After the brief introduction between the three, Nonti turned to look at Haruna curiously. “So this imminent disaster that you were talking about, does it involve a third party?”
Sasshi looked to be taken aback by the question before she turned towards Haruna. “Does it?” She asked with genuine curiousity, her eyebrow raised.
“No!” Haruna answered. “There are no third parties on my side or his. At least I think he doesn’t have anyone besides me…” She trailed in thought for a second before she shook her head, frowning at the two. “Do I look like a cheater to you?”
Surprisingly for Haruna, Sasshi and Nonti glanced at each other, sharing a look that mostly close friends do, before they turned to her. Nonti shrugged before taking a sip of her drink. Sasshi let out a sigh. “Well it is either that or you just got bored of him. You have been together for 8 years so…maybe that’s why.”
Nonti nodded. “Some say that passion and romantic love have an expiration date. Maybe yours is just 8 years. Beyond that, you’d probably just run away again.”
Haruna felt a bit offended by that especially since it came from a stranger who just uninvitingly decided to join them. Who is this Nonti who looks to be so sure to tell her that she can’t last in a relationship after 8 years? Right. Nobody.
Haruna crosses her arms over her chest, feeling a slight tickle on her arm as she pressed it on the decorative beads of her wedding dress. “Like you’re one to talk. What’s the longest relationship you had? A year? Months?” She tilted her head slightly, looking defiantly at Nonti. “…A day?”
Sasshi looked to be surprised at how bitchy Haruna sounded. She nervously glanced at Nonti noticing the grin that slowly formed across her lips. She didn’t look offended at all at Haruna’s jab. In fact, for Sasshi, she looked a bit…impressed?
“Defo the latter.” Nonti answered off-handedly over the glass lingering by her lips. “I don’t do relationship. They scream drama. Maybe in the future, sure.” She added before draining the contents of her drink.
Haruna was somewhat disappointed with her answer. She was actually hoping for Nonti to fight back, so hearing the honest answer from the other girl momentarily stuns the runaway bride. Haruna shook her head a little. “You three do seem like the type to do that…” She mumbled as she glanced at Nonti’s friends who were completely out of it.
“Oh?” Nonti heard her and looked to be surprised at Haruna’s comment. “I can understand how you can judge me as that—which isn’t a big deal for me, first impression and all—but the dead beats?” Nonti motioned at her two friends. “That’s your first impression of them? Really?”
“Ever heard the quote; ‘Tell me who your friends are, and I’ll tell you who you are?’” Haruna replied flatly as she turned to Nonti.
Being a silent spectator on what Sasshi could predict the beginning of a fight between the two, Sasshi cast a glance on Nonti again, noting her incredulous look towards Haruna.
“Ah, so you based your assumption on me.”
Sasshi looked back at Haruna before taking a sip of her drink. Haruna answered with a nonchalant shrug. The maid of honor gently placed down her drink on the table before turning her head to look at Nonti who surprisingly let out a chuckle.
“Let me guess, you’re beginning to think that we’re here for that purpose. To add another notch on our bedposts.”
Haruna held out her hands. “Your words, not mine.”
Nonti let out a genuine laugh, slamming her hand on the table as she does so. Haruna and Sasshi shared a look, both wondering what it is that was funny. Nonti doesn’t seem to be offering them answers as she wiped the tear from her eyes and said, “Yeah, sorry, that was just fucking funny.”
Haruna tilted her head slightly, frowning. “Didn’t really get which part is the funny one.”
“Your reaction in a few minutes.” The other girl simply answered with a smirk. Haruna’s frown deepened, still not getting it. Was it an inside joke perhaps? If it is, then she REALLY wouldn’t get it then. Before she can voice out her confusion though, Nonti waved her hand dismissively as if to tell her to shove it. “Okay, let’s make this a little bit interesting. A wager.”
“A wager?” Haruna repeated before glancing confusedly at Sasshi who offered her a shrug. Again, she’s trying to be the quiet spectator here.
“Yup, a wager. A bet.” Nonti grinned, ignoring the rolling of the eyes response of the runaway bride. She propped her elbow on the table and rested her chin on the back of her hand. She mischievously looked at Haruna. “You seem like the judgy, trying to be a know it all type of girl…”
Feeling offended once again, Haruna was about to retaliate when Nonti quickly beat her to it saying, “You were right about me, I’ll give you that. But the purpose of why we’re here is completely wrong. At least not this time, so…” She leaned back on her chair and crossed her arm, looking smugly at Haruna. “Try again girl, try to guess why the three of us are here and if you got it right, you can have all the drinks you want. Have an alcoholic buffet on me.”
Sasshi immediately know that the alcoholic buffet offer isn’t really enticing for her friend. Haruna wasn’t much into drinking. In fact she hates to drink. The only reason that Haruna is drinking right now is because she wants to forget what she did earlier. Other than that, no, the offer was bland for Haruna. BUT, overconfident people who continues to dictate who she is—despite the fact that she unconsciously do it as well to others—is a completely different story. Haruna abhors cockiness.
Sasshi couldn’t help but roll her eyes as Haruna glares at Nonti, her nostrils flaring a bit.
Hoo boy.
“And if I lose?”
Nonti shrugged nonchalantly before pointing at her orange juice drunk friend who was now softly reciting the ABCs whilst she continuously nurse her beloved drink. “You’d get the Nonti special that she had. Easy breezy.”
Keeping her frown, Haruna bit her lower lip then glanced at Nonti’s friend who seemed to be aware that they were talking about her. She gave Haruna a lopsided smile and a wave as she rest her chin on the table. “You pretty. All white and sparkly. Can I call you sparkly?”
Looking unimpressed, she warily looked back at Nonti. “Just what did you give her?”
“A secret recipe handed down to me by the alcoholic gods of the booze world.” She answered simply. “I think you can handle it, unless of course you’re also a lightweight like juice girl over there. She only had one and now she looks like she’s been drinking since yesterday.” She added as she rolled her eyes.
“Why’d you spike her drink anyway?” Sasshi asked curiously, remembering Nonti mumbling that earlier.
Nonti turned to Sasshi, giving her an incredulous look. “She wanted to drink only juice in a bar. IN A BAR. JUICE IN A BAR. Who the fuck orders juice in a bar!?”
“She’s very lucky to have a friend like you then.” Sasshi deadpanned with her eyes narrowed.
Despite hearing sarcasm from the other girl, Nonti nodded, placing a hand on Sasshi’s shoulder as she says, “I know.” She let out a dramatic sigh, shaking her head. “She’s so lucky to have me…”
The two shared a laugh while Haruna quietly ponders if she was going to take the challenge or not. She bit her lip as she looked at the wasted two on the other table. Sure juice girl is wasted because Nonti spiked her drink, but looking at her, she really doesn’t look like the type for that goes for a one night stand. No, she was more like the clown type of friend. The joker, unlike Nonti who seemed like the promiscuous one. She was only guessing earlier just to spite her, but hey, she was right.
The sleeping one though, what’s her story?
“It’s about her, really.” Nonti suddenly says causing Haruna to look back at her.
Haruna looked at her confusedly. “About who?”
“Her.” Nonti said as she pointed at the sleeping girl. “The reason why we’re here. It’s because of her. That’s a clue for you.”
Haruna frowned. She looked at sleepy girl for a moment before turning back to look at Nonti. “She’s just sleeping there. Is she homeless or something?”
“Is that your answer then?” Nonti raised her eyebrow.
“No!” Haruna quickly replies. “It’s just…it’s hard to simply tell the reason when the reason is dead to the world, you know.” She reasoned which Sasshi agrees with a nod. “She’s barely moving and I can’t assess her if I can’t see her or talk to her for a bit.”
“True.” Nonti mumbled lowly before turning to look at her friend. Without a second thought, she offhandedly called out to sleepy. “Hey Mariko.”
The two watched, eyes widened in surprise as Nonti’s sleeping friend slowly awakened from her not so deep slumber since Nonti just casually called out to her without yelling or anything. The newly awakened woman sat up, propped her elbow and placed her cheek on her palm. She let out a sigh before giving her friend a lazy look.
Nonti grinned at her. “Did you have a good nap?” She crooned in a motherly tone, causing the other girl to roll her eyes.
“I wasn’t napping.”
“I know.” Nonti replied before letting out a chuckle. She then turned to Haruna who seemed to be observing Mariko. “So? Assess her then. She’s…alive now. Her name’s Mariko.” She turned back to the short haired one looking to introduce the runaway bride to her friend but the latter beat her through it. Waving her free hand dismissively.
“Haruna, the runaway bride and her maid of honor, Sasshi, whom she just dragged with her. I know...” She said casually before turning to look at Haruna. “..I heard everything.” She added as if hearing Haruna’s thoughts. A small smile made its way to Mariko’s lips as she looked at the stunned bride. In her defense, Mariko wasn’t really eavesdropping on their conversation. But then again she wasn’t tuning them out as well. She was just…floating. Not really caring what they were discussing. She wasn’t in the mood. She wonders when she’ll ever be in the mood. It only has been 5 days so…
Haruna noted the soft sigh that escaped the short haired woman’s lips. Noted how after that, she looked away, looking at nothing in particular. Doesn’t seem like she cares about the wager that was happening between her friend and Haruna. She seemed…detached. Somewhat apathetic. But then Haruna saw a bit of her personality earlier. When she rolled her eyes at Nonti and when she gave Haruna a somewhat playful smile. Which means, something must be bothering this woman named Mariko.
But what?
Once again, a clue presented itself as the orange juice girl suddenly latched on Mariko, wrapping her arms loosely around her neck. “Mariko~!” She slurred then placed her head on the other girl’s shoulder. “Are you okay now? Don’t be a mopey broken puppy anymore. Microsoft will be sad.”
“Geez Yukarin…Snap out of it.” Mariko gave her an annoyed look as she began pushing the drunkard away. “Let go.” She groaned.
“The hell did Microsoft ever do to you? You keep mumbling about them.” Nonti raised her eyebrow at her drunk friend named Yukarin who still had her arms wrapped on the annoyed Mariko. Yukarin gave Nonti a lopsided smile before turning back to her scowling friend who was still pushing her half-heartedly. That changed completely when Yukarin began pulling the other girl to her.
“Lemme kiss your sadness away. Healing kisses! Healing makeout kisses!” She exclaimed with a giggle whilst the other tries to dislodge herself from her.
Sasshi who was amused, glanced at her friend finding her intently watching the two, especially the woman named Mariko. If Sasshi didn’t know about that wager Nonti and Haruna made, she’d be weirded out at how her friend is looking at the short haired one. It was like she was appreciatively sizing her up. But then maybe Sasshi has had too much cosmopolitan drinks to be noticing that. Maybe Haruna just wants to seriously win on this little wager they have with how she seemed to be concentrating hard on Mariko at the moment.
A little bit too hard, Nonti thinks with a knowing smile across her lips.
Haruna, who was completely unaware of the two observing her, began reviewing what she observed on Mariko. She looks to be a bit boyish compared to the two, wearing a green army jacket with a loose white shirt underneath. Nonti and Yukarin were wearing dresses, she was wearing fitted jeans. Short, slightly wavy hair with bangs, light to no makeup, skinny model-like physique, somewhat deep voice...quite attractive…
Haruna couldn’t help but shake her head before frowning a little at what she’s doing. Mariko’s physicality doesn’t seem to offer much of a clue, now that Haruna thinks about it. The real clue would be the key words being thrown by Yukarin earlier.
Broken. Sadness. Healing kisses.
Those words screams brokenhearted. Dumped? Maybe she was dumped by her boyfriend. She has a ring but it was on her middle finger, so yeah, boyfriend. No husband. Not engaged either. Or she was pregnant and she lost it. Could be, but then shouldn’t her boyfriend be with her then during these time? Probably wanted space from him then if that really happened. Like she was suffocating and felt really bad for losing their love child that she can’t stand looking at him for now. That they needed space to heal. Still screams dumped though.
Haruna let out a sigh. She can write a fucking book with different stories about why this mysterious woman wanted to spend the night in a bar. The possibilities are endless, really. But then that one word kept telling her the short haired woman’s problem has something to do with the heart.
Broken.
So was that it? Spending the night in a bar because she was brokenhearted and her friends wanted to cheer her up? How very cliché if that is the case.
Nonti wanted to grin but tried to restrain it by biting the insides of her cheek. She continues to observe the runaway bride, finding the disappointment that was apparent on her face to be hilarious. Based on how she looks, Nonti could only assume that Haruna has an idea now on the reason why they were in a bar. Defo wrong idea though, Nonti was sure of it.
“So?” Nonti tilted her head a little before giving Haruna a knowing smile. “Do you have an answer now?”
Haruna’s eyebrow twitched, obviously irritated at how smug Nonti looks. But then Haruna feels that she has every right to be arrogant since she has a feeling she wouldn’t fail to guess the reason that they were here.
Haruna let out a sigh. “Yes, but I have a feeling I will get it wrong since the possibilities are endless.”
“Then lose.” Nonti said nonchalantly. Haruna looked a little bit taken aback by Nonti’s tone and that she looked like she was beyond caring as to who wins. Nonti shrugged as she continues, “It’s just one drink. Not like I’m asking you to cough up a million yen or striptease for us. You’re just going to lose a little bit of your pride, which I’m pretty sure would be easy for you considering what day you had.”
“She’s right~” Yukarin suddenly sang as she rests her head on Mariko’s shoulder, smiling. Haruna then notices Mariko looking somewhat amused. It sort of made Haruna feel better. She’s rather see this reaction on the mysterious woman than the far away, indifferent stare she had a little while ago. It just…it suits her and somehow she had a feeling that Nonti and even the drunk Yukarin knows this. Which makes Haruna wonder if Nonti did this whole thing on purpose. Eavesdropping on them, uninvitingly joining them, then making a wager to make things interesting.
It seems like all this is for Mariko’s amusement. To make her feel better because she is…broken.
Haruna closed her eyes for a moment before she let out a sigh. “Fine.” She deadpanned before looking back at Nonti with a small frown. “My guess is she’s brokenhearted.”
Nonti smirked. “Close, but that’s too broad.”
“Like I said, endless possibilities.” Haruna sneered.
“Limit it then. Don’t make it endless. Have a period and end it short.”
Sasshi looked to be enjoying the exchange which Haruna notices. She gave her a look which the other just responded by a shrug, grinning as she does so. Obviously her bestfriend doesn’t want to help her, but, oddly enough…
Haruna annoyance eases up as she notices Mariko mouthing something to her.
…Mariko was trying to help her?
Haruna tilted her head a little, her eyes focused on Mariko’s lips as she mouthed words for Haruna. She can’t seem to get it which Mariko quickly notices. The mysterious girl began mouthing slowly, giving spaces to each word.
My…real…friend…must…ride…?
What??
“Well?” Nonti drawled causing Haruna too look at her. She had her eyebrow raised, looking at her with mild interest. “Do you have an answer? Or should I just order your special drink?”
Haruna bit her lower lip then nervously glanced at Mariko who was also looking at her expectantly. An eyebrow quirked up from the other girl, as if asking Haruna if she got what she was trying to say. Her silent question was soon answered as Haruna looked back at Nonti and gave her her final answer.
“She uh…wanted to take her real friend for a ride, but got rejected and she’s sad about the rejection s-so you two were trying to cheer her up and decided to go out for drinks…?”
Her nervous look was met with silence and surprised stares. Well Mariko and Nonti looked to be surprised. Sasshi on the other hand looked like she was restraining herself from laughing, biting her lip as she does so. Yukarin was…well…too drunk as she seemingly sleep on Mariko’s shoulder. The rest of the people in the bar was beyond caring…so…
She turned to Mariko as the latter let out a chuckle, finally breaking the silence. “Close, but no.” She says with a crooked smile. “My girlfriend just died.”
“What?!” Exclaimed both Haruna and Sasshi simultaneously, obviously surprised at Mariko’s admission. Both stared, eyes wide at Mariko who looked to be a bit uncomfortable at the attention she was getting from the two. Feeling unease with the stares being thrown at her, she gave a nonchalant shrug then looked away. She really doesn’t want to further divulge on her situation.
“Well that was even better than what I imagined...” Nonti mumbled with a grin. She then turned in the direction of the bar, motioning towards the bartender. ”Yo BT! The one I taught you. Another one of that!”
“With the orange juice?” The male bartender asked with a frown. Haruna momentarily glanced at the bartender noting how he looked a bit…alarmed, nervous even.
“Nah, keep it raw this time! She can handle it!” Nonti answered before looking back at Haruna, giving her a wide grin which somewhat makes Haruna fearful for her life. But, no, she shouldn’t focus on that now…
“You’re gay?” She blurted out as she turned to Mariko who looked to be surprised at her question. In fact, Sasshi and Nonti seems to be taken aback also as they turned towards her. It suddenly dawned to her how rude her question is as the short haired woman turned to her with her eyebrow raised.
“Hoo boy…” She hears Nonti mumble before taking a drink, her eyes darting in between the two. Sasshi looks at both of them as well with a nervous face. She actually restrained herself from face palming herself when she heard Haruna’s question. Seriously though, how fucked up is that?
Mariko looked at her incredulously then let out a small scoff. “So I just told you that my girlfriend just died and the first thing that comes out of your mouth is my sexuality?”
“I…w-well…” Haruna stammered, trying desperately to find the words to say. Sasshi doesn’t seem to offer her much help as she glanced at her. Her supposedly bestfriend just shook her head and gave her a look of disappointment. Some bestfriend Sasshi is.
“Maybe you did your fiancé a big ass favor of not marrying you.” Mariko says in spite as she glared at Haruna. “Guess he dodged the bullet from the imminent disaster, which is ultimately, just you.” She added before standing up and walking away, causing Yukarin to suddenly wake up and stagger a bit.
“Damn, that’s harsh..” Yukarin mumbled as she placed he chin on her hand, looking sleepily at the guilt ridden face of Haruna.
Sasshi let out a sigh. “You really need a filter sometimes Haruna…”
A heavy hand suddenly descended on her shoulder. She looked at Nonti who was shaking her head, giving her a sympathetic look. “That, my blushing bride, is one major fuck up.”
Haruna let out a groan, slamming her head a little on the table. Just what is wrong with her today? First her fiancé, now an unknown stranger whose girlfriend just died! Who the living hell asks someone if they are gay when that someone’s significant other just died! Who?! Right! HER! That’s who!
Haruna slammed her head on the table again.
“You know what’s funny though?” Yukarin suddenly asks with a giggle causing Haruna to look at her, her chin resting on the table. The drunk girl continues to giggle as she pointed at Haruna. “You two could just, date each other because you two are fucked up! I mean, you ran away from your wedding, and her girlfriend just died and you two are like here in the exact moment that you two are fucked up and it’s like fate you know! Two fuck ups! Fate! HA!” Yukarin let out a full throttle laugh, slamming her hand on the table as she does so.
Haruna looked at her for a moment before once again took refuge of resting her forehead on the table, groaning a little.
“Deep stuff…” Nonti mumbled with a nod before taking a drink while Sasshi just looks at Yukarin weirdly.
A moment later, the bartender walks towards them and placed the drink on their table. “Here you go. Your special.” He says with a nervous smile. “Please just drink this mode—”
Before he could finish the word, Haruna—looking determined—sat up, took the clear drink and downed it until it was empty. Three pair of widened as they watch the runaway bride looking a bit frustrated as she slammed the empty glass on the table. She once again wiped her wet lips with the back of her gloved hand adding a much visible smudge of lipstick on the corner of her lips.
“Another!” She barked as she glared at the shocked bartender.
Nonti amused at the sudden spunk of the girl, turned towards the bartender. “Well you heard the lady, BT, keep em coming.”
“B-but…”
“Just put it on my tab and make the special for the lady.” Nonti said as she waved her hand dismissively. “Today is supposed to be her special day so…”
The bartender was reluctant for a while until he let out a sigh and headed back towards the bar.
Sasshi, who was concern for her friend asked, “Haruna? What are you doing?” she softly hissed before placing a hand on her friends’ arm.
“I’ll be fine.” Haruna casually answered with a small smile. “I just need a little bit of courage to apologize for being rude to Nonti’s friend.”
Hearing that doesn’t seem to ease Sasshi. It made her even more nervous since the example of what might happen if Haruna drinks that ‘special’ drink is mumbling out nonsense things on the other table. Also, the inventor of the drink seem to find what Haruna said funny but trying to hide her amusement by taking a swing of her drink.
Maybe Nonti’s specialty isn’t the right drink for a little bit of courage…
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Haruna woke up with a groan, turning to her back as she felt a massive pounding migraine. She rested her arm on her forehead as she tries to open her eyes blinking a few times, trying to adjust to the blinding light coming out of the window. Once her eyes adjusted to the light, she began to notice something different.
It feels like someone’s leg is over hers under the sheet…
Soft.
Warm.
Moving a little...
…Wait. Moving…?
Her eyes quickly widened at the realization. In horror, she turned her head and was met with the sleeping face of the short haired woman she met yesterday. That same woman whose girlfriend just died. That same woman she was supposed to apologize for being rude. The other fuck up. Nonti’s friend...that seemed naked under the sheet…same as her…
Haruna quickly placed both her hands on her lips, trying to stop herself for screaming.
TBC _______________________________________________
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