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[color=slateblue]Time:[/color] Evening
[color=F0E399]Location:[/color] The woods
[color=slateblue]Mention:[/color] Callum [@Helo] Drake [@Lava Alckon] Roman [@ReusableSword]
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[color=F0E399]Appearance[/color]: No shoes | Thin white long dress | Heavy black cloak with hood

Ariella huffed down the steps that connected to the balcony, wrapping the large and heavy wool cloak around her, and throwing up the hood over her head. Her brother's words circled her mind as concern hit her when he mentioned that Callum was found beaten in an alleyway. The idea of her friend being hurt let alone left in an alley on his own pained her. Knowing Callum he would bounce back and likely act like nothing happened, the thought giving her some comfort however she still felt concern for him and anger that her brother only brought it up during an argument, failing to inform her of her friend's condition. 

Grabbing the lid off the decanter in her hand, Ari took a large mouthful of whiskey. As the warmth of the drink hit her belly she could already feel the world around her start to feel lighter. Her cheeks reddened as she felt them warm as a result of the few drinks she had consumed. She was not someone who could hold a drink having drank very little before but she wanted to try and see what all the hype was about. Perhaps it would give her some sense of peace, even if temporary. 

The walk took a while. Ari’s feet were thankfully built for the type of terrain from all the times she trekked through the wooded area of her not-so-secret spot. She had enjoyed enough of her whiskey that she had already forgotten about the cold air. 

Taking a wobbly step into the woods Ariella giggled to herself as she nearly tripped over her feet into a tree. Bracing it for support she leaned against it seeing some light off in the distance deeper into the woods at lovers Lake. Taking another swig of the bottle, she felt a small stream of whisky on her chin as she wiped it away with the back of her hand before sauntering towards the light. As she came closer, she could hear Romans's voice and a burst of fire and sounds of crackling erupted around her. 

Nervous, Ariella stopped at the edge of the wood line. She looked down at her bottle of whiskey that had certainly worked its magic on her as she was feeling great. No wonder Callum enjoyed drinking, it had already helped numb a lot of the anger she felt and now she just felt…drunk. 

Giggling to herself she took another sip of whiskey before turning her attention back to the bright red and orange light that bursted through the trees, creating a sort of painting of color around her. Still feeling wobbly, Ari attempted to sit down on the ground. As she reached the ground she lost her balance and fall over to the side finding herself laying on her back, sticks and leaves poking her back as she let out another soft giggle at her situation. She gave in and just continued to lay there staring at the fiery lights as they danced over the leaves.