Freedom isn't enough, what I want doesn't have a name yet.- Clarice Lispector
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Reuben had been engaging Delaney in conversations from this topic to the other, his curiousity about her only growing the more they talked. After her second glass, Delaney had started to loosen up and she could already feel her mind becoming muddled.
A server walked by and Reuben stopped him to get a glass for himself and another for Delaney. She didn't know what this one was made of but she drank it anyway.
"So you live with Keir?" Reuben asked as he tipped her chin to stare into her eyes. Delaney slapped his hand away and answered in a slur, "yes, and Xander. Oh, and Alex. But just for now."
"What do you mean just for now?"
