Finoewae
WoefulInfinity
LadyFox
"Rooms are upstairs, miss."
The bartender's gruff voice startled her from her sleep. Teagan rose quickly and looked around. It seemed to have been only a few hours since Rivek left with the girl.
"Forgive me, I'll be on my way..." she said, embarrassed. This would be the third time she'd falling asleep at this establishment. Had Teagan been the same woman she was only months ago, it wouldn't have bothered her. But now, a sense of shame had returned to her.
Last night...
Teagan kicked the floorboards in frustration, thinking about her attitude, the events of last evening. What a fool- thinking that she could change herself so quickly. Perhaps she could be thankful- Rivek leaving in a hurry, making her upset- it proved that there were real feelings that were not going to just disappear into thin air. She needed to put more effort into relaxing, keeping focus, and not over-thinking anything he did.
She couldn't help but wonder though, where he had gone, especially with that girl. Something didn't sit right. After all,
When I was in trouble, he just took me up to his room. Why would he leave with her, instead of showing her the same hospitality? She obviously needed to rest...
There were two possibilities she could come up with. Either Rivek had gone off to pursue someone he'd actually found an attraction to, or it was Rivek that was in trouble, and he'd gone with the trembling woman to not only help her, but himself from danger. She thought for a few more minutes about this, but shook her head, and swung open the door of the bar to get some fresh air.
None of this makes any goddamn sense.
