Chase's boat

Here is where we have our secret rendezvous. Waggle.

*holds out hand to help Arianna up*

I trust you took Aspirin before you left?

*smiles*

*laughs*

Yes. It is unfortunate that you had to see me in the state I was in last night. Good as new now, though.

*smiles hopefully*

*chuckles*

You only look more beautiful to me.

*takes her over to the wheel*

Would you like to help?

*laughs*

Sure. I suppose anything would look beautiful when compared to my drunken stupor.

*walks over to wheel*

*gently places her hands on the wheel*

*stands behind her and gives directions*

Now, we're going to pull out of the docks. Just turn the wheel to the left--all the way, as fast as you can.

*looks at Chase for a few moments*

*Chase's face morphs into Angie's*

*jumps*

*blinks*

*laughs*

Okay, so I have no idea what you just said.

*chuckles*

Turn the wheel to the left and try to avoid anything that resembles a boat.

*snickers*

Okay, right then. I mean left! STEERING LEFT, affirming your comment.

See, you're doing fine!

*boat jolts*

That was a rock, but it's okay.

*smiles*

*giggles*

Yeah.

*thinks*

Come on, Arianna. God damn it, your situation with Angelo is hopeless. You've got a perfectly good guy right here. BE INTERESTED, DAMN YOU! DAMN YOU!

So, if you don't mind my asking, what's a girl like you doing going to bars?

*looks over her shoulder curiously*

*silent for a moment*

I..

Honestly? I just got out of something bad a few months ago, and my life has been seriously confusing ever since. I just wanted to go out with my sister, get piss-drunk, and destroy my life a little. I'm always the responsible one.

I understand.

*drops the topic*

So, tell me, what is Italy like? I've never been there, myself.

*sighs*

I really don't remember much of it. I only lived there until I was twelve. But what I can remember was beautiful.

God, Chase, you make the most awkward conversation.

Have you ever visited England?

I'm not sure it is quite as beautiful, but it holds a certain charm.

*smiles*

*laughs*

Yes. It's... quaint. It's the type of charming that most people don't totally understand. Kind of an acquired taste. I'm sorry my life makes for crappy conversation.

*thinks for a moment*

Let's talk about you. Where'd you grow up?

*chuckles*

I was born in Chesterfield, Derbyshire. I miss it sometimes, but I know that it'll always be waiting for me.

That sounds nice. So a rather unremarkable childhood, then?

*thinks*

Angelo had a VERY interesting childhood, I bet.

You could say so.

College was interesting, though--or, it has been so far.

*blinks*

What college did you say you attended?

*clears throat and glances at feet*

*mumbles*

Oxford..

*reddens*

*jumps back for a moment*

HOLY CRAP!

....that's awesome! What are you studying?

*titters*

Erm..law. My dad's a politician.

*rubs neck in embarrassment*

That's cool. I don't especially like politicians, but I like you.

*smiles*