She's the only one I've got [B&P][Paradox]

Adelene didn't just pout, she glared at him for that have ruffling that ruined the green kerchief on her head. Right, she still had it on. She undid it quickly and put it in her pocket, before standing on top of the chair and reaching over to grab his cheeks and pull them. And then she joined their foreheads as she glared at him. "Don't get all confident, tall person! I'll paddle your ass with a metal baseball bat, you understand me??" Her smirk was too obvious though, she was obviously having fun. She let go after that, so Lochlann could have a seat, and then got off the chair.

She followed where he pointed. They really couldk see the shop from there, the tree wasn't even a problem. She then turned back to him, only to find him on the ground. "What are you doing sitting on the ground? Sit on a chair or I'll join you," she said, grabbing the box of pizza.

Adelene blinked. When she noticed Lochlann's leg, she realized she didn't really have to ask to know why he was on the ground. She's always felt bad for his leg, and the story behind it, even though he had only told her the summary. Seriously, why would someone shoot such an awesome guy like Lochlann?

She smiled and ruffled his hair, before moving to get the soda Lochlann mentioned. She brought it out and set it down but... she went for the booze after that, ignoring it completely. It was lemon soda but she really didn't even consider opening it.

"Thanks," she said, before opening the flask and taking a few gulps. She knew Lochlann might steal it away so she hopped to a distance.

Even without Lochlann telling her anything, she knew he had drinking problems. She's been with him long enough to know, especially since he always had alcohol with him, and he usually reeks of the liquid's smell. Adelene was secretly worried, secretly because she sensed like she couldn't be too open about the topic. Loch wasn't. So she drinks his alcohol instead. Unlike Lochlann, she was in control over her drinking, even though she almost always drinks in a pub with Kranz every after work.

She put the flask back down on the table soon enough, and joined Lochlann on the ground, crossing her legs as usual and then fixing the dress over her knees. After that, she took a slice of pizza and ate casually while eyeing Lochlann.

"It's good pizza," Adelene replied hearing the question, continuously munching and swallowing and enjoying the flavor until her slice was gone and she had to take another. She didn't mind the shoulder bumping thing, although she had to wonder how Lochlann does it since even their sitting height had some difference.

"I haven't been to America. I'm from Europe, been travelling around but I never really got so far until I came here, I mean... Running in circles was okay as long as the circle was pretty big, and Europe's big enough I guess."

She didn't realize what she just said, and she said it so casually. But of course, things would be different if she had to give the details, and she won't.

When Lochlann rested his head on her shoulder, she, too, leaned against him, and reached up from behind to pat his head. She just really liked the texture of his hair, and what's more, she loved how Lochlann likes it.

"Yeah, I had a few sips." She grinned. She didn't empty or even half-empty the flask, but she did drink quite a lot. Enough to lessen Lochlann's intake for the day. Of course, she wasn't going to steal everything away from him all at once, he'd suffer from withdrawal syndrome. "I like your whiskey, Loch. Don't get mad at me, please?" she asked, dropping the grin, and moving her hand in his hair again.

"...Pfft."

Laughter. Adelene's laughter was loud, almost as if Lochlann just said the most ridiculous thing ever. Her hand dropped from his head, and she had to slightly move away to get a hold of herself and so she could bring that free hand to her stomach.

"That's not gonna happen, Loch! First of all..." Her laughter died down quickly. As it did, she went back to patting him again, but this time the pats had this feeling of joking in them. "...I don't get drunk. Not so easily at least. Last time I got drunk, I was... seventeen I guess? I had a drinking competition with a good ol'drunkard in a pub. Whoever drinks more wins. He was down after a bottle and a half of whiskey. I had three, I think. Amazing fight, that one. I won a lot of money there."

While the story was true, it was the only thing about her drinking that she could safely say in front of Lochlann. She couldn't tell him that she sometimes still goes to the pub with Kranz and her coworker Sky after work. She didn't want him to drink more alcohol than he already has.

Adelene pouted and furrowed her brows, being called tiny so directly. Well... she knew she was, and she knew people would never expect her to be a drinker, but life is full of surprises. Although such were normal to her.

"Don't underestimate me, tall person. I'm small, but I have no problem running with an M82 in my arms. It's my sniper rifle in case you're wondering."

She flinched when she felt an arm around her hips. Stuff like that made her shudder, honestly, but since it was Lochlann, and he'd succeeded making her feel at ease around him, her reaction was didn't get any worse, physically. She tapped his hand though, hoping he'd remove it.

"Uh... Lochlann... um..." She meant to say it but the words disappeared even before they escaped her lips, when Lochlann spoke. I suppose I'm also happy around you. YOU'RE something else, Loch. I don't understand how I'm this comfortable around you.

"Huh?" She blinked at him and stared. Drinking contest? She didn't think she'd regret telling him that story. She was careless. But maybe she could work something out with that? "Uh... Sure. I'll take you on anytime. I'm gonna place a bet though." There was no vigor in her answer, but she sounded serious enough.

Before things get any more awkward, she grabbed her third slice of pizza and casually finished it.