Date Night. Gruvion style.

Doing the drinking.

~The mature rating is for swearing. Hope you enjoy friends~

Great.I'm stuck with these morons.

 One thinks I love her when it's clear I don't. And the other is to thick to see I love him. Pricks. But unless I wanna go back and spend some 'quality' time with Erza, then I have to do this. 

Fall in love, they said.

 It will be fun, they said. 

He keeps trying to put his arm around her and she is now clinging to my right arm like a life line whilst using me to hide behind. 

It's interupting my death glaring at the floor.

 I wish they would cut it out, so I tell them just that.

"Cut it out, already!" 

Now, some may say that was less the eloquetly put but I like to get shit done and-

-Fuck. 

Now he's trying to move me out he way. By pulling me around his front to his left, with both hands on my waist. 

Thank god I can't blush.

My blood is naturaly cold like my skin because of my magic. But still, that was fucking close.

We finally managed to find a resturaunt who is willing to serve fairy tail wizards. Aparantly they have been warned of our destructive tendecies. Fuck. Lyon ordered beer, since when did he like beer? Juvia ordered water, no shit. And I have ordered a strong red wine because the only way I'm leaving this resturaunt either alive or not having committed homicide, will be absoloutley  pissed. 

Oh shit.

 Oh fuck.

 JESUS CHRIST NO.

 DON'T YOU DARE JUVIA.

 YOU FUCKING BITCH.

She left. The bitch left us to 'catch up'. FOR FUCK'S SAKE. 

That's it.

 No more fancy smancy sippin' red wine from a glass.

Fuck that shit.

I'm drinking it straight from the bottle. Lyon is looking at me all concerned but I couldn't give less fucks.

WAIT A SECOND.

WHY IS THE ROOM SPINNING.

FUCK, I THINK I'M DRUNK. 

GODDAMNIT.