In Over Her Head by Elsie Russell - Parnasse.com

sucked in his cheeks as he vacuumed in a huge hit. He held it in his
lungs until his eyes popped out big and round from his head, and then
slowly he let the smoke out, shutting his eyes in rapturous bliss
Alessandro sprawled out more on the futon, one arm resting
along the top behind her head and the other dangling languidly over the
arm. They were both looking at her through half shut eyes, expecting
her to say something, but paranoia had tied her tongue in knots.
Alessandro sensed her discomfort and got up.
"Hey, dude, grazie, we go say good night to Maia, if she's still
up, okay?" Max nodded, his eyes shut now as he listened to the
Hendrix playing softly in the background.
They had been at it all day with only a croissant in their
stomachs, and now this.
Penny followed Alessandro out through the door to Maia's.
"We should let you rest, so you can be all better tomorrow.
Thanks for sticking up for me, back there."
"Stay, it isn't so late. I can make you some soup! Look at you!
You are too stoned to go out on the street like that. I'm going to make
a hot spiced wine. Good medicine. Can I make you one too? Or
coffee? Which would you like?"
Alessandro raised his eyebrows slightly at Penny. His eyes were
still half closed.
"Sure, the wine sounds like fun, we're pretty fucked up already."
The mulled wine was delicious, but it could have been the
munchies. A cinnamon stick angled out of the gold flecked mug. Maia
was well into her first helping when she began kidding with Alessandro,
punching his arm and egging him on in obscure French argot.
She leaned over to Penny and confided. "I did not tell you that
it was me who turned this buffoon into a man? Eh, pas vrais?" She
poured herself more wine.
"Oh! This is really going to my head!" She said as she wobbled
her head.
He ran his hand through his hair, obviously embarrassed, still
not fully alert.
"This is true but we were just kids, you know, but Maia, eh, she
was just being charitable, I am not her type." Alessandro swirled his
wine around, smirking sadly.
"You're everybody's type, stupid, you were just a boy. Didn't
stop Ula! She got her hooks into you as soon as Dick looked the other
way! Ooh, la!"
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