Ava was finishing with replying her mails when Ron crawled over and rested at her feet.
"Are you sure you want to work now ? What if you make mistakes ?", she asked and hiccuped before relaxing more on Ava's calves like her cats usually did.
Ava blinked .
Ron was right , this was not the right time to work but she had already sent out some mails , did it really matter now that she was a little bit drunk ?
It had all started when Ava had insisted they put a little bit of Vodka in their icecream, Ron had refused at first due to Ava's low tolerance of alcohol but then Ron was the fun one .
She came up with the fun ideas and when she was not the one to come up with them,it did not take her that long to usually accept to them.
But she had strangely enough stood her ground and fully refused to let them drink any sort of alcohol .
Ava had deflated and had to confess one of the various reasons that she felt so betrayed .
