Private Finished After the Party with Agnes

The ball had been...something, and Agnes still had to sort out her impressions. But she could at least deem it was worth spending the rental fee on the costume.
Agnes climbed back to her dorm room through the window, she didn't want Bel or any other person from the dorm seeing her. Agnes usually didn't care what others thought about her but for some reason she didn't want them knowing she was at the ball.

Agnes sighed and took off her outfit, wanting to throw it on the floor but it was rental, she still had to return it. So Agnes hung it and put it in her closet.
Agnes slipped into a hoodie and sweats and fell on her bed. She blindly patted her bedside table, and found her music player and pressed the play button. Bohemian rhapsody started playing, and Agnes closed her eyes and listened.

Agnes heard when Bel came back, and lifted her head enough to look at the light coming from under te door. Agnes' room was dark, she had night vision. Agnes was already bored again, so when she heard Bel doing something in the kitchen she opened the door and peeked her head out, looking at Bel with a tilted head.
"Well? How lame was it?"

"Yeah, that's totally the face of someone who's just been through something lame. You look bored as hell."
Agnes answered right back, and stepped out of her room. She wandered over to the cup Bel had pulled out for her but raised a brow when she saw the tea. Yeah, nope. Agnes started making coffee and when she put the machine on she turned around and leaned on the counter, looking over at Bel when she continued her statement. So she had met someone, that much was obvious. Agnes could smell many scents on Bel but one was especially strong, and stuck on Bel. It wouldn't get stuck on Bel unless she and the person were having prolonged close contact.
"So, was the cute guy or hot girl any good? And don't try to dodge the question, I have the sense of smell of a wolf."

Agnes smirked a bit when Bel flushed, bullseye. And yes, Agnes indeed had a knowing stare directed at Bel that told her to cut the bullshit. Bel did, and told Agnes the guy had actually been damn good. Agnes hummed a bit, and shut off the coffee machine when it beeped without averting her eyes from Bel.
"Uh huh, guess I gotta take your word for it, though you might not even have anything to compare it to."
Agnes had a small smirk and teasing tone to her voice, and she turned to pour some coffee in a cup. She soon enough turned around, blowing on her cup.
"And you're not out there making out and having sex with that guy because...?"

Agnes was not fazed by the glare Bel sent at her, she just smirked a bit while blowing gently on her coffee. Agnes didn't really think it was bad or anything to not have much experience at this age, she just had started so early it wasn't normal.
"Again, gotta just take your word for it."

Agnes kept leaning on the counter, very much amused by the look Bel was directing at her. Yes, she had just asked that and yes, she expected an answer. And she got one, a rather defensive one. Agnes wondered if Bel had indeed wanted to progress to that point, but the dorm parent thing had come in the way.
Agnes hummed in thought and sipped her coffee.
"Dorm parent things, what a nuisance..."
She said quietly and smirked a bit. She glanced at her coffee, pushed herself off the counter and wandered into her room for a sec. She returned with a flask, and poured some of its content into her coffee. Agnes shook the flask at Bel, her other brow a bit raised.
"Wanna make that leaf juice irish?"
It was funny because Agnes was irish and had the accent to match.

Agnes simply tossed the flask to Bel, when she said sure and moved on to sit down with her spiked coffee. It didn't taste that much different, and it was so mucn harder for Agnes to get even a buzz now that she was a vampire.

When Bel asked Agnes about her evening she just shrugged.
"Nothin' special, got to beat the drums as much as I wanted since everyone was at that ball."