As it turned out, Aurelia didn't know how to handle herself.
As much as she tried to control her drinking, the constant pressure for her to drink for the celebration made her lose track of how much alcohol she was taking into her body. As a result, as the night went on, the less control she had over her own damned lips.
"Are you alright, Lia?" Calypso asked her… some time after Gideon and Freya had left. She had lost track of time as well, it would seem. "You're looking rather flushed."
Aurelia blinked at the man that was supposedly her mate. Not that she could complain. He was rather handsome, at least. His mouth could use a bit of restraint when it came to his constant babbling, but his voice was pleasant to listen to if she did say so herself.
"C-Can you keep talking?" she uttered out, her vision blurring as her inhibitions rapidly left her by the second. "I want to hear your voice more…"
