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                              _{Eddie chuckled, shaking her head rapidly and then quickly regretting it, clasping her hands on either side of her head as if to hold it still. She giggled at her obviously bad reaction to her own actions as she kicked her feet like a child.}

                             

“Awww, that wounds awful! Not being able to get drunk. Granted IIIIIIIIII don’t particularlccly like it. The world spins and I don’t think that’s a good thing.”

                             

She said with a frown as she stared at the floor, the world shifting dramatically. Eddie huffed and leaned against the wall as she picked up another of the bottles, wondering if maybe she drunk more it would suppress her feelings more.

                             

“I have a question. Well, I have several, but I’m terrified of you so I never ask, I just haaaaaappen to be drunk enough to ask aaaaanyways. Do you pick your vessels cause they’re hot? Liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiike is that a thing that you do to be a thing?”

                             

Following his suggestion, she took a big drink of from the bottle and then laid down on the floor, staring at the ceiling as she waited for his answer. She had asked to go home. She wanted to be home. To be near her parents, no matter how much they feared and detested her. She still loved them. She wanted them to love her back. They told her it was best to keep away. That she didn’t need see them. Her parents. Her only family. And thus, Eddie drank almost a whole case of these….fruity things and would probably end up getting killed by the demon she seemed to have befriended for being annoying. Though on the upside, her parents would probably appreciate no longer having to deal with her.

_{“i don’t pick my vessels.” honestly, that was a half-truth, and half lie. he just enjoyed a few of them. well, some more than other’s, but that was besides the point. looks were not exactly important, but he needed to be in one where he could blend in easily.}

_{sometimes, that was easier than others, but all the same, he doubted that she would truly understand. a body, was just a body, but he did get attached to some of them. it was just what happened when he got comfortable, but at the same time… it was dangerous.} 

_{a lesson, that he was slowly learning in all reality. to not get attached to things he had no control over.}

_{“ I simply take what i need.” it might not have answered her question decently, but he was at least being honest.}