𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 - 𝔈𝔡𝔡𝔦𝔢 𝔐𝔲𝔫𝔰𝔬𝔫 ¹⁸⁺

Chapter 7 - Rock You Like A Hurricane

Please know I do not play guitar so I'm sorry if any of this stuff is wrong! I tried doing a lot of research (i literally have like 20 tabs just about guitar stuff open lol) but ohmygod it's kinda confusing idk how some of you play that thing.

Eddie had arrived a little after that, guitar case in hand, a wide grin plastered on his face. Louella had greeted him with a similar smile, wine glass full of red in hand,

"Welcome, welcome," she said as she opened the door for him.

He walked inside, admiring the interior of the house. He placed his guitar down in the living room and followed after her as she went to the kitchen.

"Pizza should be here any minute but, in the meantime, you want something to drink?"

He leant against the kitchen bench, arms crossed,

"Whatchu got?"

"Oh, you know, the basics." she lifted her wine glass, "Wine, soda, juice, milk, water, a fully stocked cellar."

"Shit. Really?"

She became a little kid wanting to show her new friend her favourite toy,

"Mhm, wanna see?" she giggled.

"Is that a real question?"

She put down her glass and they made their way down to the basement. There was various sporting equipment set up and a tanning bed in the corner. They made their way over to a door and she unlocked it to reveal a cellar. It wasn't just wine, however, there was scotch, whiskey, vodka, gin and so much more.

"Tom used to hold house parties all the time. Hence," she gestured to all the alcohol, "cellar"

Eddie stepped inside; his mouth had fallen to the floor.

"Anything take your fancy?"

"Well... I'm never really drunk rich people's stuff before so... what do you like? Let's see how good your taste it."

She walked straight over to a bottle of scotch,

"I like it... strong."

He arched an eyebrow at her,

"I'm sure you do."

Louella looked half inclined to hit him with a bottle. Instead, she grabbed it and went to walk past him but stopped. She grabbed a bottle of cheap white wine, shoving it in his hands,

"Just in case you can't handle it" she smirked, pushing past him, and walking back upstairs.

He bit his lip before following after her.

When he had made his way back upstairs, she was already pouring the scotch into two glasses. She handed one to him,

"Exhale, then drink, then inhale through your mouth after. Do not inhale through your nose while you drink, okay?"

"Why?"

"Just trust me."

"Alright"

They both drank at the same time, but Eddie downed the whole thing.

"Oh my god!" Louella laughed as he began coughing, "It's not a shot, Eddie. You're supposed to savour it, enjoy it."

"Whatever," he said between coughs.

"I thought you of all people would know how to drink"

"Ouch."

"No, no- I mean, uh- I-"

"I'm just messing with you. I know how to drink but like I said before, not rich people stuff. I was not expecting that."

Then, the doorbell rang.