A Soulmate's Love

Chapter 61 - The Nepotist and Devote

George's Perspective

"Ok we have everything planned out for tomorrow," Althea spoke animatedly to the group in between sips of her coffee, following our technological adventures. "Ravenclaw, so El and I, will be taking care of getting the 'crafted substances' - and don't try asking or following us ladies" She emphasized while scowling at Roya, "and gentlemen," while looking at Fred and me. I'll be honest, I did initially believe that my standing with a Ravenclaw would let me in on the age-old secrets of where they obtain their 'crafted substances' as she calls them, but it appears not. Althea Jane, the loveliest girl in the world, accompanied by her fatally loyal best friend has kept their mouths shut. "Lee is responsible for the drinks, Ang for the food, Fred for the weed, and George and I will take care of everything else." She concluded, everyone except for Fred nodding contently with their jobs.

"By everything else you mean your nepotism," he said sarcastically, gesturing to Althea, "and your pussy-whippedness will take care of the rest." It was a common joke amongst the group to tease Althea about her money since she was so careless about it, and me for abiding by her every wish, desire, and word. The only difference is that her nepotist teasing only started recently - mine has been going since my first week of knowing her.

"Absolutely!" We chided at the same time, both in complete agreement of where we stood in terms of responsibility. As the server came back, Althea abashedly asked for another iced coffee, simply because she hated having to make people do their jobs in service to her. She paid for everyone else's order, making us all laugh as the group was not used to her just taking the tab for everyone and the server disappeared once again through the doors leading to the kitchens.

"After this, I need to go get a few things, does anyone want anything while I'm there?" Althea's love language with friends was gift-giving and spending time. Everyone except Angelina and Elise put in an order, making Althea's smile grow contently as she could make them happy. Angelina was too kind for her own good, and Elise... due to her growing up so closely with Althea I had my suspicions about her... I believed her to be heavily fortuned as well from the little Althea has told me - apparently their parents met at a gala the two girls were forced to attend, and they've been best friends ever since.

The server, who went by 'Tom', came back with his hands full, juggling the drinks of our entire table, along with Fred and Lee's stacks of food. He began posing and distributing everything awkwardly, until the passing of a stranger distracted him, resulting in Althea's iced coffee spilling all over her shirt. "Oh I am SO sorry," He began apologizing profusely while everyone, including Althea, began laughing. She stood up straight and looked down rigidly, chuckling while the cold liquid drenched her finally warm skin. "I am so sorry, so, so, so sorry..." He continued, "Let me just..." He picked up a handful of napkins and began padding down her chest, making all of the eyes, her included, widen significantly. Everyone else because they knew how terribly wrong he was to do that, and Althea because she had suddenly become severely uncomfortable.

Althea just stood there, switching from looking down at his hands on her boobs, back to him 'innocently' helping her, to me. "Oh don't worry- it's alright!" She nervously laughed out, "I'm sorry about that- I mean- you can st-"

I grabbed both of his wrists in my hand, twisting at such an angle that he winced and curled down slightly in pain. "What the fuck?" I exclaimed frustratedly - why could no one fucking understand that she was not to be touched or harmed, at fucking all.

"It's ok George- don't worry about it." She exhaled shakily yet confidently behind me and this dimwitted server. Was she joking? No way was he getting away with not only touching her without her permission but her chest? It was clear to see how far of a line the dumbass had crossed, and her people-pleasing was not going to stop me from making sure he understood.