#she gets to deal with tipsy and whiny ben apparently

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          A WHINE LEFT HIS LIPS WHEN THE GLASS WAS TAKEN AWAY FROM HIM.    The noise soon turning into a huff when he let his head hang back,  half closed eyes fixing on the dark sky above them.    ❝  It's such a pity  ―  ❞    A mutter,  voice becoming even quieter when he kept talking.    ❝  No one adores me.  ❞    Falling silent then,  he reachedu p to scratch at his cheek before he stopped before his finger touched his skin,  lips pursing and  the frown upon his features only deepening.    Stars,  how he hated it.    Perhaps he should just sleep his bad mood off,  perhaps he should have been doing that for the last several days,  instead of bothering her to the point that he was starting to wondering when she was going to tell him off or something along those lines,  even though he had a feeling that she wouldn’t,  or so he believed.

           Turning to gaze at her he hummed,  ❝  Tell me love, am I pretty  ?  ❞

AM I PRETTY ? — The Maine // @conniidel​ ( old sc from my multi )