My Accidental Happily Ever After {open}

[roxanne hope weasley]

- - - - - i remember what you wore on the first day ,

you came into my life and i thought ,
HEY YOU KNOW THIS COULD BE SOMETHING CAUSE EVERYTHING YOU DO

Roxanne took a step back and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She took a minute to look over her handiwork. She was generally pleased with the application of her makeup and her hair. Roxanne turned away from the mirror and looked around for her shoes. She frowned and muttered to herself. She had spent hours trying to find shoes that would go with her dress. It wasn’t that there weren’t many shoes, for there was a huge selection, but Roxanne had important criteria that they must come of very easily. The reason behind this criterion was simple; Roxanne had this theory that she must always be able to run, if needed. This was the reason her dresses were never full length, and her shoes never had tricky straps. Short dresses were easier to run in and pumps were easy to kick off. Roxanne spotted her shoes near the foot of her bed and slipped her feet into them. She then picked up her perfume off the bed and spritzed herself in the hollow of her neck and on the inside of both wrists. She paused for a moment to go through the mental check list she had made to ensure that she was fully ready for the ball. Once she was ensured that she was fully dressed, she turned towards the mirror and gave herself one final look over. Satisfied with the way she looked Roxanne waved her wand and watched as all her possession went back to their proper place. She then grabbed her clutch from her bedside table and placed her wand in it. Holding her clutch tightly in her right hand, Roxanne left her dorm room and descended the stairs into the common room.

She smiled at her fellow Gryffindors as she walked through the common room. She stopped occasionally to hug a friend or to give a complement. It seemed that everyone at Hogwarts was simply stunning on the night of the Christmas dance. She smiled happy that the annual dance had come. It was always a lovely evening filled with fun, drama and good memories. It was one of her favorite school events. With one last hug, Roxanne pushed open the portrait and walked out of the Gryffindor tower. As she started to walk down the hallways and stair cases, more and more students dressed in their best, joined her. Finally Roxanne reached the great hall; all that was left now was climbing down the stairs, to join the flood of students. Roxanne knew people were watching. They were a) waiting for someone to fall, b) for friends, c) for a date. In Roxanne’s case option a) was the reason they were looking. In Roxanne’s case it was highly possible that they would get it as well. She was as clumsy as they came, yet she would still wear heels with a dress. She loved heels, and at five feet, there was no reason for her not to wear heels. She eyed the stairs wearily, but she knew that this was the only way to get to the hall, without becoming a Slytherin and coming up from the dungeons.

Roxanne took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a quick moment. Alright, one foot in front of the other, hold the banister, keep your eyes up and smile, you’ll make it down without falling she coached herself silently. Taking another deep breath, Roxanne took her first step down the stairs. She followed her silent coaching and thankfully made it to the bottom without tripping, breaking a heel or taking off her shoes. She smiled as she reached the bottom of the stairs in one piece. She resisted the urge to do a fist pump in triumph. Roxanne waved at friend, as she made her way through the crowd to give her a hug. “You look gorgeous” she said. They chatted for a moment, before Roxanne smiled and moved one.

Making her way through the crowd Roxanne finally made it to the great hall door. She pushed open the heavy oak doors, and stepped into the hall. She looked around in awe. Every year the decorations seemed to get better. The hall looked simply divine this year. Roxanne couldn’t help but stare in awe. She looked around and smiled in happiness. The house tables had disappeared and small round tables had taken their place. The head table was still there, but a dance floor had been cleared. The staff had set up a bar and stage for entertainment. All in all it was going to be lovely. Roxanne could already tell that getting alcohol from the bar tender wouldn’t be hard. He didn’t seem to be the type to care. This is what pleased Roxanne the most. The dances were always more fun with a bit of firewhiskey in hand.

Roxanne decided that it would be best to move away from the doors. The last thing she wanted was for the doors to open and her to be knocked over flat on her face. She smiled as she walked away. The hall was slowly filling up with students and music was playing. With a slight smile Roxanne made her way to the refreshment table, anxious for the night to begin.

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Dressing up had always been one of Osiris's favorite things to do. Whether it be going all out in costume on Hallow's Eve night, or simply wearing something a bit fancier for a special occasion, like at the moment, he had found it to be great fun since he was a young boy. He could clearly remember all the times he had gotten himself to major trouble by sneaking into his parents room and stealing his mother's make-up and clothes. Chuckling softly, he shook himself out of the memories and into the present. He needed to stop drifting off into the clouds and get ready for the Christmas Ball. He was still dressed in his regular day outfit. The entire contents of his make-up drawer was scattered over his bed. The floor before him was a mess of clothes; he had thrown them everywhere in search of something suitable enough to wear. As could be expected, his parents had refused to buy him an outfit for the dance. This left him to make an outfit out of the best items he had. Thinking about it, he shook his head. Even if they had offered, the thought of him in dress robes was laughable.

Looking over what the clothes he had decided on one last time, he snatched up his wand from his bedside table and waved it at the rest of the, currently unwanted, clothing. They sorted back into his trunk and he kicked it under the bed. Glancing at the clock and realizing how much time he had been taking, he hurried to change. After freeing his face of freackles, besides the annoying ones decorating his lips, he picked out a particular shade of blue eye shadow and brushed it on as fast as was possible without taking his eye out. Standing up and looking at his finished appearance in the mirror, he gave a slight shrug of his shoulders. He looked good and it was at least fancier than his usual.

Stowing his wand into the inside pocket of his blazer, he made to leave the room. However, something seemed out of place. He looked himself up and down once more, pausing at his hands. All that accented them was the layer of metallic silver polish on his nails. Slipping on his signature fingerless gloves, he finally smiled and exited the boy's dormitory. Stopping again at the top of the spiral staircase, he peered down into the common room. It was packed and buzzing with excited chatter. Continuing on, he weaved his way through the crowded commons, stopping again only one or twice to compliment friends.

Like on the night of every other Hogwarts ball, the entire castle seemed to be just as busy as the Gryffindor common room had been. The corridors were crammed, all the way down to the main set of stairs. The area below, the hall outside the great hall, was utter madness. The smile on Osiris's face widened. He loved this. He loved the pure craziness of dances and parties. The music, the drinks, the people all over; even if some of them were Slytherins. The very house whose members' snide comments he ignored as he held his head high and marched down the stairs and through the doors of the Great Hall. With a last glance back at all the groups of people talking and waiting for their dates to arrive, Osiris let the heavy doors slam shut behind him. Turning his attention around to the room surrounding him, he stared in amazement.

The Great Hall looked absolutely stunning for the Christmas dance. It was always looked wonderful for the school's special occasions, but they seemed to have taken a step even further in decorating the hall for that night. A gentle shove in the side by an overly excited couple as they ran past carelessly and bumped into him, pulled his gaze away from the magnificent décor and to his peers instead. More couples were streaming into the hall. Osiris's light blue eyes carefully surveyed them, searching for someone he knew, and liked. It wasn't long before he spotted a figure he recognized moving toward the table holding the refreshments. Roxanne Weasley. Grin returning, he started toward the table as well. Coming to a halt a few feet away from the girl, he grabbed a glass and began pouring himself a drink. Finally shooting her a sideways glance, he chuckled. “You're not here alone, are you?” Stepping away from the table and out of the way of the line of people, but remaining close enough to Roxanne, he raised an eyebrow in question.

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TAG !:[/b] Roxanne
OUTFIT !:[/b] outfit & make-up
LYRICS !:[/b] MasterPlan – Adam Lambert
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[roxanne hope weasley]

- - - - - i remember what you wore on the first day ,

you came into my life and i thought ,
HEY YOU KNOW THIS COULD BE SOMETHING CAUSE EVERYTHING YOU DO

Roxanne smiled as she made her way to the refreshment table. She was glad to say that she managed to make her way to the refreshment table without tripping. She silently asked herself why she had chosen to wear such high heels, but she knew why, she loved the height and she loved the fact that although she didn’t feel stable in the heels she looked stable. Roxanne was one of those girls who was naturally able to walk in heels without much effort. She looked good in heels. Running her palms down the bottom of her dress, assuring that it hadn’t run up, she looked down the refreshment table quickly. She took a quick note of what was there and then began making her way across the table. She stopped in front of some punch and took a cup for herself. She took a small sip, savoring the sugary taste as it went down her throat.

Roxanne didn’t bother to move from the table as she debated on what she wanted to nibble on. She knew the dinner would come soon and it would be delicious, yet she loved the nibbling foods they set out. Finally choosing a few things she placed them on her plate and took a step back to join her friend. “It depends on what your idea of alone is” she said with a friendly smile. She took a moment to take a bit of one of the appetizers on her tiny plate. She held out the plate to offer him one of them. She didn’t mind if he took some. She was close enough to the table that she could just step in and grab some more. “What about you darling? Who’s the lucky man you brought tonight?” she asked Osiris with a smile.

Roxanne took a quick glance at the tables and noted that they were filling up rather quickly. “We’d better get a table, if we don’t want to sit with some random creepy people” Roxanne commented lightly. She smiled up at Osiris and titled her head in the direction of the table as if to say shall we? Holding her plate firmly Roxanne edged her way across the room to the tables. She saw a few empty tables in the corners and few that were in random places. Not wanting to sit in a dark sketchy corner, she chose a table near the center of the dining area that was empty. She placed her plate down on the table then seated herself down. She looked around the table and saw quite a few other people seated at the other tables, some that she knew others that she didn’t she smiled at most of those she knew.

Roxanne felt her stomach drop suddenly when her eyes went over the dark corner in the room. It couldn’t be could it? She blinked a few times and then realized it was. Ezekiel and Jersey together. She felt betrayed. She knew she didn’t have a right to. They weren’t going out. Hell, she was pretty sure he didn’t even like her. To be perfectly honest she had only come to terms with the fact that she had a teeny tiny crush on him about two weeks ago. But she would never admit it. It would ruin everything.

Knowing that they were only friends, Roxanne couldn’t help but hate Jersey a bit more then she already did. He knew she hated Jersey and that Jersey hated her, how could he? She hadn’t felt this bad in a while. Tearing her eyes away from the corner, she continued to look around, giving herself a moment to plaster a smile on her face. She wasn’t going to allow this to ruin her night. A smile was firmly planted on her lips when her gaze returned to Osiris. By the time this had occurred there was no sign on her face that she had seen Ezekiel and Jersey. She looked as happy as a clam.

Smiling at Osiris she spoke again “Bar tender looks like he’ll give a pretty girl a firewhiskey, regardless of his age doesn’t he? she said lightly. Although the comment was made lightly it vocalized Roxanne sudden need to have a stronger drink in her hand. She wasn’t too sure she could make it through the night in a good mood without alcohol. It seemed like such a bad idea, but she simply didn’t want to not have a good time, because not having a good time would mean admitting to herself that maybe, just maybe, she like Ezekiel more than a teeny tiny bit.

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I WANNA START A REVOLUTION
a type of personal solution !

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Osiris waited beside the end of the refreshments table. He studied the great hall again; the décor and the people. More people were still arriving. More happy couples, arm in arm and grinning in excitement. His gaze froze on a particular couple as the girl almost toppled over. The boy hooked to her arm caught her, luckily, rather than her taking them both down. Apparently she shouldn't have worn heels. Shaking his head, he looked down at the cup in his hands. He simply stared at the punch for second, before raising it to his lips and taking a sip. Then, he went back to turning it between his thumb and index finger, watching the red liquid swirl around.

Looking up from the punch in his hands as Roxanne replied, Osiris returned the friendly smile. He nodded to her response. “That is a good point,” he said thoughtfully, pondering it. Having not taken a plate himself with the thought of just waiting, he hesitated for a moment when she held the plate out to him. Deciding against his original plan, he reached out and took one of the little appetizers from the plate. He gave a smile of silents thanks, before taking a bite. He shook his head as he finished his bite, before finally answering. “No such luck,” he said with a shrug.

At her comment, he looked around the hall yet again, realizing she was right. It was nearly full and there were not many empty tables left. Smiling, he nodded in reply, “I think I would rather not,” he muttered quietly. He followed after her, letting her lead the way to a table. He looked around as well, taking in where there were open tables left. However, he just continued trailing after Roxanne, letting her decide where she wanted to sit. Setting his cup down on the table, Osiris then settled down in the chair across from Roxanne's.

Eyes remaining on her for a second, he watched her as she looked around, following her line of vision over to the dark corner of the hall. Seeing Ezekiel and Jersey, he glanced back at Roxanne for a moment, before turning his attention away. He looked around the rest of the room once more. Almost everyone had found themselves a table now and were sitting and talking and seemed to be having a good time. He smiled at a few other people he knew as they looked his way, and then continued on with the people watching. It was rather interesting, looking at all the different outfits and styles. The cute boys, too, of course. Though catching one or two already all over their pretty little dates, in the middle of the hall, wasn't the most pleasing sight.

Somewhat disgusted, he tore his eyes away and back to Roxanne, pulling a smile to cover the recent displeasure. Osiris chuckled and looked over at the bar tender. He smiled again and nodded. “Yes, he looks like he shouldn't be too hard to work around. Probably could get anything you wanted to drink from him,” he agreed. “Though, of course, if he proves not so easy to manipulate, you can still get your firewhiskey,” he added as an afterthought, grinning. He was finally of age for a Hogwarts dance. He could go order whatever he liked without a problem. This would be a good night. For a second he considered the fact that he would probably regret it in the morning. Perhaps he would, but for the time being, it sounded like a great idea, he wanted to have fun.

Osiris glanced down at his punch and then back over at the bar tender. The punch didn't seem so good now. Something with alcohol sounded better the more he thought about it. He silently debated with himself for a second. The dance had only just started. Yet, when did he ever not start drinking right away at a party? Never. He turned to Roxanne with a smile, “Stay here, I'll go get it,” he offered. He waited a moment, and then got up and wandered off toward the bar. A few minutes later, he returned to the table. He set one firewhiskey down in front of Roxanne and the other next to his punch. Sitting back down, he took a drink, swallowing slowly and enjoying the burning sensation it sent down your throat.

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WORD COUNT !:

[/b] 733
TAG !:[/b] Roxanne
OUTFIT !:[/b] outfit & make-up
LYRICS !:[/b] MasterPlan – Adam Lambert
NOTES !:[/b] Sorry if it's crappy, I wasn't exactly sure how far to go with it.
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[roxanne hope weasley]

- - - - - i remember what you wore on the first day ,
you came into my life and i thought ,
HEY YOU KNOW THIS COULD BE SOMETHING CAUSE EVERYTHING YOU DO

Her inner voice was yelling at her, telling her drinking too much was a bad idea. She could hear it telling her it would regret it, that something bad would come out of this. Roxanne could hear this voice and pondered listening to it. But quickly decided not to, what did that voice know after all? She knew that if she didn’t have something to drink soon, she’d never have a good time tonight, not after what she had seen in the corner. The funny thing was she had told herself she’d stay sober tonight, yet when she saw Ezekiel in the corner with Jersey that promise to herself went out the door. Who cared if she was sober? She certainly didn’t and her parents wouldn’t be trilled if they found out but, well they weren’t going to see her until summer, so there was really nothing they could do. Firewhiskey was a must now.

Thanking Merlin for making some of her friends of age, Roxanne looked at Osirin with a smile and said “I may need more than one,” . Her tone was light and cheery, showing none of her painful emotions. She nodded with a smile when Osiris told her he was going for drinks. Thank you Merlin! she thought to herself. Forcing herself to look everywhere in the room other than in the corner behind her. She was going to enjoy this night. She shot Osiris a warm smile when he returned with a drink for her and himself. “Thanks” she said raising her glass to him before taking a large sip of her drink. She smiled as she felt the heat of the drink run down her throat. She couldn’t help but wonder how she ever made it through a dance without alcohol, she knew that seemed incredibly alcoholic but she couldn’t help herself. She took another sip and noted that her glass was already half empty.

Letting out a small giggle she smiled and said “oups!” . She wasn’t drunk yet; it would be at least two more glasses until she got tipsy. Roxanne was not a light weight; it surprised most people considering her small frame, but it made her happy. She took another large sip then said again. “Osiris, I think I might need another one soon” . Putting her drink down on the table she told herself she wouldn’t take another sip until she got something in her would prolong the process of getting drunk. Taking an appetizer in her hand Roxanne inspected it for a moment. She then slowly took a bite of it, savouring the taste. Roxanne was surprised to find that she actually enjoyed it. “ mhhh. These are actually really good, you should have one!” Roxanne insisted. She then smiled and turned to Osiris once more “So how have you been? I feel like I haven’t talked to you in years” she said with a smile.

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Osiris smiled and nodded to Roxanne, “No problem,” he said. He looked down at his firewhiskey, before raising the glass to his lips again and taking another drink from it. Two minutes, and it was already half gone. It certainly went fast. As she gave a little giggle, Osiris glanced over at Roxanne, noticing she was in the same position. It was obvious she was not even tipsy yet, and he knew it would take quite a bit more him to get tipsy, let alone drunk. However, with the rate they were both going at, it didn't seem that would take very long. Despite that last thought, he took another gulp.

Laughing a little at her comment, he nodded. “I think I'll be getting us both another one soon,” he replied. Why not? There wasn't much else to do, and he was determined to make it a good night, to have some fun. Osiris looked around the great hall once more, but only for a second. As Roxanne began to talk, he turned his attention back onto her. He chuckled, about to refuse, but then changed his mind at her tone. If she so insisted, they must have been really good. Taking one of the appetizers, he looked it over for a moment, before taking a slightly cautious bite. “That actually is quite good,” he agreed, before taking another bite of it.

He finished the last bite of the little appetizer before answering Roxanne. “I know, it seems like it's been forever,” he smiled. He paused for a moment before finishing answering, as he tried to remember exactly how long it been and when they had last really talked. Forgetting about, he shrugged, “I have been pretty good. About the same as always. Nothing new really. And what about you? How have you been?” he responded, wondering if she had anything more exciting.

Lifting his glass, he finished off the rest. Setting the empty glass down on the table, he ran his finger around the rim. He wanted more. He knew he should wait a bit. He didn't really want to, though. “Be right back,” he muttered, making up his mind and getting up for another. Again, he returned with two, and slid one across the table to Roxanne. “Whenever you're done with your first,” he said. He took a tiny sip and then set it down. “Probably should slow down a little, but...” he trailed off to finish the sentence with a shrug and a chuckle.

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WORD COUNT !:

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TAG !:[/b] Roxanne
OUTFIT !:[/b] outfit & make-up
LYRICS !:[/b] MasterPlan – Adam Lambert
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[roxanne hope weasley]

- - - - - i remember what you wore on the first day ,
you came into my life and i thought ,
HEY YOU KNOW THIS COULD BE SOMETHING CAUSE EVERYTHING YOU DO

Roxanne smiled to herself when she saw her flamboyant friend had drained half of his firewhiskey just as quickly as she had. It was always nice to drink with someone who drank as much as you did. It prolonged the fun of getting smashed together, after all getting smashed alone was no fun, and without Osiris , there was a good possibility that she would not be able to get anymore firewhiskey. It wasn’t that she was using him, she would still sit with him even if he couldn’t get her a drink, it just helped that he could.

Roxanne nodded when he said that he would have to go get them another drink soon. It was true, within the last five minutes both of them had both managed to empty at least half their glass of firewhiskey. “That would be lovely” she said “Hey, just wondering did the bar tender harass you about getting two glasses? I mean did he ask you who it was for or something?” Sophia asked out of the blue. She wasn’t sure what made her ask that question, but something did. Sophia took another appetizer off her plate as Osiris tried the one she had eaten before. The second one was also quite good. “mhmm. They’ve out done themselves this year” Roxanne started. “I mean all the appetizers are quite good, I’m sure dinner will lovely” she continued. Roxanne always loved the dinners at the castle. Of course they were nothing compared to Grandma Molly’s dinner but they were quite good. Smiling slightly Roxanne tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

“Oh I’ve been good, you know how it is, quidditch, I swear Wood is trying to kill us all, I mean early morning practices, late evening ones and crazy schedules, I’m quite surprised she hasn’t started to give us bedtimes and meal plans. I was talking to my dad and apparently she’s an exact replica of her father. Daddy was telling me thaqt Oliver Wood used to be the exact same, but other then quidditch it has been pretty lame, you know with school and people and what not. But you know sadly there really hasn’t been any parties anywhere recently, it been quite to be honest.” Roxanne rambled for a moment. She stopped suddenly then said “But now I’m being a bore, rambling on about nothing”.With another smile, Roxanne took another sip of her firewhiskey. There wasn’t much left now, only three four sips.

Roxanne smiled thankfully when he arrived with another glass. She promptly finished the glass she had in her hand then smiled. “Let’s see if this glass can tie us over dinner” she said as a small sheet of blue paper appeared in front of her, the paper held a selection of all the possible meal options for the night smiling Roxanne went through the list and chose to start with a salad. She didn’t know why but she was feeling quite famished at the moment.

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It was true, the house-elves really had outdone themselves this year with the food. Not only had all of the appetizers been great, but the dinner that followed was amazing as well. Much of the chatter that had filled the hall faded as the food arrived and everyone began to eat. Osiris busied himself with his fork and knife, enjoying the meal and going with slowing down on the alcohol for a little while. Eating for a bit, before taking a drink. Evening things out somewhat, to slow the alcohol's effects at least a little. How long he could keep that up for, though, was the question. Surprisingly, he really wasn't all that hungry, and the firewhiskey was tasting extremely good at the moment.

Deciding he was done, before he could he eat too much, Osiris pushed his plate away and looked around the great hall. It seemed most people were finishing. He smiled slightly at that. Whenever everyone was done, the actual dance would finally start. That was what he was there for; the fun and the partying. Smiling a little again, Osiris took a long drink from his glass. He glanced down at it, realizing he was almost to the bottom of glass two. Humming quietly, his blue gaze flashed over toward Roxanne, then around the room again. His eyes snapped back onto the table as the plates suddenly disappeared, but then he grinned and drained the last of his firewhiskey.

The time seemed to pass by rather quickly with the rapidly increasing amount of alcohol entering his system. How much time and how many glasses of firewhiskey later, he was not at all sure, he actually getting quite drunk. That was really saying something, and was no wonder he had lost count on how much firewhiskey he had consumed. It truly took a lot to get him even tipsy. He was now nearing wasted. After yet another gulp from the glass in his hand, Osiris turned his attention over to Roxanne. Drumming his fingers on the table along with the beat of the music, he watched her, mouth open the slightest. He had the strangest urge to move closer, or perhaps to reach across the table for her hand; something. He shifted, hand moving the tiniest bit. He grabbed his glass and looked away.

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WORD COUNT !:

[/b] 386 >_<
TAG !:[/b] Roxanne
OUTFIT !:[/b] outfit & make-up
LYRICS !:[/b] Strut – Adam Lambert
NOTES !:[/b]sorry it took so long. sorry it's complete crap. >_< but, better than putting it off longer, i guess. hopefully you can actually get this going.[/size][/font][/center]

[roxanne hope weasley]

- - - - - i remember what you wore on the first day ,

you came into my life and i thought ,
HEY YOU KNOW THIS COULD BE SOMETHING CAUSE EVERYTHING YOU DO

The dinner was magnificent. Roxanne tried her best not to think about how much work the poor elves must have put into this magnificent dinner. All around her all she could hear was the clanking of cutlery against the golden plates. Roxanne enjoyed her dinner, as well as the endless supply of fire whiskey. She knew it wasn’t the smartest decision, but after what she had seen, she didn’t care. If Ezekiel could be with another girl, especially one she hates, then she could get wasted. It was only fair. She knew it was stupid of her to allow a boy to determine how she felt or what she did, she didn’t usually let it happen yet things were different with Ezekiel. Forcing the thoughts out of her mind, she took another sip of her drink.

Before she knew it dinner was over and there seemed to be an increasing number of glasses at her table. Only Merlin knew how much she and Osiris had drunk. She was starting to feel very giddy and happy. It was sure signs that she was passed the tipsy point and approaching the plain old wasted point. Roxanne giggled at a couple fighting a few meters away then turned to Osiris. “Sucksss to be that bugger doessn’t it?” she said with a giggle slurring her words slightly.

The dancing was starting and couples were starting to head of the dance floor. Roxanne smiled as the music started. She took her glass in her hand and finished off her drink. Her body was feeling the effects of the alchol now, and she wasn’t in her senses. Yet she didn’t care. All she wanted to do was lose her thoughts to the beat of the music. A song with a lovely fast beat came on. Grasping Osiris’s hand she smiled “C’mone, let’s dance” She said standing up, attempting to drag him up with her. It was a miracle Roxanne could still walk in a straight line. It was an oddity. Roxanne could be pretty close to wasted yet she still had some sort of balance, however, when she was sober she had none. Letting go of his hand, Roxanne made her way to the dance floor. She had a feeling he would follow her. He had ended up being her date for the night after all.

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