demivera ☆ drunk with love

reunited

(This is a shorter one, cause I don't really have the motivation to write atm - but wanted to continue this anyhow)

The last night - feeling almost like a sugary sweet dream - passed quickly, leaving the morning to come instead. With the sun rising up, the windows of the old bar reflected light all over the rooms. Demi; sleeping all across one of the tables (which she did often after later closing shifts), began squeezing her eyes shut tightly as the rays of light softly, yet forcefully, carried her awake.

"Mhmn.. What a pity.. Two more minutes of sleep wouldn't have hurt'cha old friend.." The woman mumbled into herself as she tiredly glared up into the direction of the sky. Rubbing the grumpiness out of her eyes, words and mood, she then stood up with a yawn and big stretch.
"Uwahhh..!"

Demi looked around the every day walls that surrounded her - just today, there was a thought that usually wouldn't come up in her mind.. especially not to an impudent hour like this!

There was 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 in the barmaids head. It was gentle, yet sharp. Soft and mysterious, yet dark.. dark - but lovely.
The girls hand quickly reached down into the pockets of her apron, taking out a golden coin, which she had received from that 'oh so mysterious face' that left her stunned in such a strange way just a few hours earlier.
"𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘢.". These were the only words repeatedly playing in her head as the shiny piece of gold flipped around in her hand.
Almost immediately, a soft smile formed on Demis lips. Although that smile all too soon turned into an expression rather worn with a grin, as Demi decided to get her beloved bar cleaned up tidily - 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵...