Tracey!

[audrik]

Audrik Dolohov never claimed he was not a serious person. Most of the people who had ever met him could possibly count on one hand the number of times they've seen him smile. However, when he drank, it was a completely different story. It was almost as if the alcohol provided him with the opportunity to experience the childhood he never got to have

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[_torturedslyth_]

Tracey knocked on the door once. Twice. Six times. Nothing happened, and she'd been itching to see Audrik all day. She stood in the hallway in flannel pajamas and her fuzzy slippers, hugging herself to protect her small body against the chills that the halls of the university provided, and knocked once more before deciding she was going in like it or not.

"Audrik?" She asked after she'd shut the door behind her. A paper crane - ? - of bright orange soared past her head, narrowly missing her eyeball as she ducked.

"What in the name of Merlin's robes are you doing? And why are you doing it upside down?"

She bent over and turned her own head upside down to look at him better, a smile forming on her shocked face. He was DRUNK!

[audrik]

Audrik turned his head to look at her, clearly pleasantly surprised at her presence. The sight of her even caused him to lose concentration on the cranes, and each one fell straight to the floor in unison.

She was right, he was quite drunk. He threw his long legs over the arm of the chair, leaving him sitting upright, though strung across the side of the chair instead of sitting in it properly. He grinned up at her

[_torturedslyth_]

Tracey couldn't do anything but snort back a laugh, covering her mouth to hide her smile.

[audrik]

"What?" he asked just before sipping the drink before him. He cocked a worried eyebrow, yet still seemed to be smirking behind the glass.