To Live Again, For the First Time!

Chapter 174 - Out For Drinks Pt III: (Holy Sh*t)

Jenna cringed momentarily.

Was this even a way to describe someone like Theodore?

She instinctively rejected such an idea.

Jenna gave the man another fleeting glance.

But then why did it seem so fitting?

What the hell?

Jenna couldn't help but jerk back a little at the thought.

Damn, how could she think something like that?

Jenna stared for a while longer, but Theodore still didn't show any signs of moving from his spot.

For a second, she too froze as if to let the silence tell her whether the other person heard her thoughts.

Sigh.

Thankfully he didn't.

Jenna was planning to watch for a little longer, letting the alcohol in her own system do its thing wanting to sober up a little more, blaming her previous thoughts on the alcohol, but then, she nearly had a heart attack!

*Swish*

Theodore suddenly sat up straight from his previous laying position as if he had been injected with something.

But he just laid right back down without saying anything.

It was as sudden and out of nowhere as his previous movements.

Jenna patted her chest to calm herself down, reassuring herself that mind-reading wasn't a thing and that some of the other supernatural hypotheses in her mind were not plausible either.

"That really gave me a scare," the girl said to herself, assuming that there was no one else there conscious to hear her.

"Really? Sorry 'bout that," Every word was pronounced individually and with great efforts.

A merge of a sound and a sigh.

  Theodore's voice was as light as a feather, as if he were too tired to say another syllable. 

"Ha, so you also knew it was you?"

Jenna suddenly felt like this drunk fellow was a lot more honest than usual.

This time, however, Theodore didn't speak.

But his whole aura said, "I'm too tired to speak, the fewer syllables I have to pronounce, the better, so deal with it."

Jenna looked at the handsome drunk fellow who could still respond to her questions and suddenly, a little devilish smile bloomed on her face.

If someone were conscious to see it, they would definitely think that this devilish smirk was the cutest expression on this seemingly nice girl

It was said that drunk people were the most honest, right?

Then wasn't this the perfect opportunity to get some truths out of this man?

"What is the first thing you think of when you hear Jenna?"

Jenna whispered into Theodore's ears.

Either because she didn't want others to hear her question, or perhaps because she wanted to make sure that Theo did.

"Stu-pid!" Theodore said clearly as his shoulder rubbed on his sensitive ear which had just been whispered in.

But that sensitivity was missed by Jenna as she marveled at this honest answer.

Okay!

Fine!

She shouldn't have asked!

What was she even expecting?

What kind of answer would have made her satisfied?

Jenna wasn't sure. 

Wasn't this the formula for torturing oneself? TAT

What she didn't know was that Theodore in fact, first thought of another word, but that one was quickly replaced by stupid in his mind as stupid rolled off the tongue better.

He really wanted to be excused for this one.

Who told unfaltering and tenacious to have so many syllables making it so easy to slur?

But since he didn't say it, how was she supposed to know?

If she knew that, she would find out that she was actually much better off asking Theodore this stuff when he was sobber.

It wasn't as if he had troubles being honest with her.

But then again, Jenna would probably kick Theodore for being so damn lazy, I mean it was just 1 to 2 more syllables so why couldn't he just say something nice?

In the end, this should be blamed on Jenna's lack of courage in being upfront and lack of trust in Theodore, thinking that he may lie to her, right??

But why did that not sound quite right either?

"Then what's the second thing you think of?"

Jenna asked tentatively, hoping to recuperate some of her dignity.

If she kept asking, there was bound to be something good right?

But soon, she realized she was being way too optimistic.

What she didn't know was that after so much talking, Theodore was only getting more and more clear-headed.

He hid his face from the other party so that she wouldn't be able to see his amused smile, but with so many improv classes, he was getting better at controlling his facial expressions.

This girl was trying to pry some answers out of him while he was down.

Theo couldn't help but smile, thankfully, even amidst the drunkenness, he could still hide his face well when he couldn't control his facial muscles.

"Xs, a lot of X. Wrong answers everywhere! More Xs than I've ever seen throughout my high school career."

Theodore groaned as he answered with a hidden chuckle.

He was of course talking about the mock exams that he would correct for her.

He was exaggerating, yet he was not at the same time.

Jenna didn't do that bad considering oftentimes, an average of 70% was often an A.

But he wasn't lying either.

He really didn't get that many things wrong throughout his entire standardized learning career, other than when he was studying with Emilin and Nathen at home.

Since the girl wanted to pry answers out of him, he didn't mind playing along.

Jenna didn't notice how Theodore's voice was now much less slurred and sluggish.

It was faster and more concise, and it even hid a hint of laughter.

As for Jenna, well, she was regretting asking all over again.

What was worse was that it wasn't even wrong or anything, Jenna could see where the other was coming from.

So now you're not skimping on your words anymore?

Why did she even bother?

"Whatever..."

Theodore chuckled inwardly.

Cute.

"I have to go to the bathroom, so could you move?" Jenna asked wanting to move on from the topic.

But as soon as she thought of the bathroom, she suddenly really had to go.

Like, really, really had to go really bad.

One would like to say it was out of nowhere, but how could they? 

Especially considering the amount of fluid she had ingested in this simple meal.

It was at least over a liter of fruit wine.

This time, Theodore chuckled, but out loud.

It was unlike his humorous laughs, leaning more towards a helpless smile.

This was because… he was actually rather helpless about this situation.

His legs were feeling as heavy as lead and he was sure that the moment he stood up, would be the very same moment that he would fall over to whichever direction his center of gravity was leaning towards at that very moment.

That is if he could stand up at all.

Seeing that the man wasn't moving, Jenna, in the spur of the moment in which she really needed to go, tried to push Theodore off his seat.

She couldn't consider any consequences, but that didn't matter.

I mean, she was really urgent.

So, god help her!

God: No.

Jenna: TTATT

Well, and that was that.

With the mass of Theodore's dense muscles, which was usually rather hard to note, even with Jenna's full strength, she wouldn't make the other party budge.

Like, one could tell he had a good figure, but it was still on the lean side, it was really hard to tell that he was this heavy.

"Can't you move your ass? I really got to pee!"

Jenna whispered screamed in a moment of desperation.

Sensing the girl's urgency, Theodore suddenly thought of something.

Theodore hadn't been planning to use it as he didn't want to bother Emilin to get more, if need be, wanting to use them sparingly, but now that it came to this, he didn't have much of a choice either.

It wasn't as if he could let the girl pee her pants and she couldn't crawl under the table either as there was no room.

There was also no way she was going to be stepping over the table or himself in this scenario.

Okay, truth be told, he just didn't want Emilin to know that he was out drinking this much, but in hindsight, he would be better off if he took the thing so that he wouldn't do anything stupid in a drunken spur, right?

That would definitely make Emilin feel more at ease than him trying to muddle through it.

Either that, or he could just make Kayden his scapegoat and say that the things were taken by his friend who was a terrible drinker…

Yeah, that sounded good.

Theodore made up his mind and spoke to the girl who was still trying her best to push him off his seat with no results.

It didn't help that it was a leather couch with high friction either.

"Mm"

Theodore caught the other party's attention.

"What is it?" Jenna said with impatience as she was still thinking of peeing.

"My bag's back pocket. Open it and bring me a pill from the tin."

Theo said as he himself couldn't get it with his heavy and stiff arms.

Jenna's brows furrowed, but she still complied.

She was still able to hold it in for a good 5 minutes if she sat on the edge of her seat…

Jenna unzipped the bag and she instantly gasped and frowned.

Holy sh*t.

For a second there… she thought, maybe this was the heavens trying to be fair.

But if that were true, what a cruel fairness it was.