'The drawing is perfection. It almost looks like someone I know but this fellow hates Mead.' Gina tapped the table.
'I have tasted it. I could not keep it down, I too join that fellow in his hatred for Mead.' Missy laughed.
Gina knew it was not going to be too much work for her to convince her cousin to ask for her work at the tavern back. Missy enjoyed working there.
'I have not yet had a taste of it, but we can go to the bar later and have some.' Gina said.
Missy knew it was a bad idea to drink from the bar. Her father was against it, but she was ready to do anything to keep Gina close.
She had been on her own for too long, she desired company so badly.
'We shall go at dusk then. My father must not find out about it, he shall have our heads, I tell you.' Missy laughed and put the paper on which she drew Richard into her drawer.
Gina went to Missy's bed and sat. she looked around the room again and still, she did not believe that rooms could be that big.
