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"Right...on it." Titus did his best to scramble off of her, plopping himself to sit down on the floor and regretting the movement as soon as he grew still. "Jack my head hurts. Do you always feel like s**t after drinking?" If so then he was pretty sure it was a one time thing. He placed his hands over his face trying to keep his brain from pounding its way through his skull and to also drown out the small bit of light that was filtering from somewhere in the house.

He groaned a bit barely hearing Riyo come to her own discovery of what had transpired. Titus had hoped he had imagined it. Apparently he wasn't going to be so lucky. The only thing he was thankful for at this point was not having a nightmare.

"I don't think you could have thought of worse plan." And yet he had gone right along with it hook, line, and sinker. Not that his brain had been focused on much expect.....

Titus' face flushed scarlet and he grew quiet as he continued to hide his face behind his hands. Jack was this embarrassing. He could only hope now that something would fall from the sky and dissipate him out of existence.

BB began to pant happily when Riyo seemed to notice him, nudging the bottle of painkillers in her direction. When they were within reach he backed away a little, his feet prancing in place excitedly as he waited for praise. There was no mistake though, those beady little eyes knew secrets. So many secrets.

"Well, of course I'm not going to go through with it! I don't want to get married." Titus pulled his hands away from his still red face looking distraught at the idea. "I'm not even seeking a ghoulfriend let alone a wife."

Titus says I don't want to get married, he wants to stay single and let his hair flow in the wind as he rides through the glen firing arrows into the sunset.

Climbing to his feet Titus staggered a bit before he caught his balance against the counter. The nightmare demon was fairly certain his head had never hurt this bad in his entire life but he was holding out fairly well considering how much he had drank in such a short period of time and for his first go at it.

There was a slight growl from Titus as Riyo told him to lower his voice but he made no response otherwise. At least not at first.

BB seemed happy enough with the praise he got and trotted off to somewhere else in the house. Which ended up being a good thing because Riyo was poking buttons that Titus couldn't find himself enough will power to be guarded against.

"Hey, you know what ******** you. I can get a ghoulfriend if I wanted one." He spat. "And I didn't bring up your delightful personality coupled with the hoard of suitors trailing from your door. I mean what you have that mangy alley cat...what's his name and who else?" Titus didn't remember nor was he really trying to remember Deacon's name.

"Jealous?" Titus' voice was rising but his pounding head was telling him no. "Why the hell would I be jealous? Because I didn't get my cry on during scarentines? And if my personality is so bad, why the hell are you still around, huh?!"

Titus took a step, braced himself against the counter again and didn't dare budge another inch least he fall. His wings were even wavering in an odd pattern like the smokey substance that they were made of could easily vanish into thin air and be gone.

Despite his anger, Titus managed to smirk. "I think you are lying to yourself if you think you are sticking around because I simply keep things 'interesting.' You just want a chance at this don't you? What was that from earlier? What if I want it to be real?" Titus tried to imitate Riyo's voice but it came off as a little overly girly.

"I brought him up because I literally can't think of any one else you are around besides me." Which was true...Titus didn't see her around other people but that was likely because he wasn't a social bumblebee. Riyo could have all the friends he didn't know but he had meant to imply she had none.

And then Riyo just had to bring up what he had said.



"Like I didn't have other things on my mind when I said that." And then he let what came out of his mouth settle on his mind. Oh Jack. Would he have gone that far? Had he literally almost got laid and fell asleep before it could happen? He didn't know if he was regretful or grateful.

And then the whole conversation took a very steep decline. Riyo was walking to the door looking deflated and Titus didn't know if he completely cared.

"I may have told you the truth about being lonely but I never said I would be nice. I don't know what gave you the idea that I would change."

He pushed himself away from the counter, his wings wavering until he managed to catch his balance. Damn these horns they made him a little overly top heavy.

"I'm driving back to school. Catch a ride if you want or walk if you so please." He couldn't walk very steady but he was fairly certain he could at least drive straight. For once the drive back would probably be a little slower.

Titus waved the ghoul off as she left snatching up the bottle of painkillers and dumping a fair amount into his hand. With what he deemed the right amount in his head he tossed them into his mouth and chewed before he swallowed. He didn't often take painkillers but when he did it was usually in this manner. Somehow he couldn't seem to taste the bitterness they gave off.

With the painkillers taken it was only a matter of waiting for them to kick in so the demon stood at the kitchen counter a while longer, hands braced against the edge while he ran through the activities that had just transpired. A small part of him realized he would probably regret what he said later and he growled in frustration as he brought up a hand to fuss with the hair by his face. How did he always let things turn out this way?

Simple, your an idiot. He told himself. You don't like having people close. They can see how weak you really are. It makes you vulnerable. Its better this way.

Or so Titus tried to tell himself but now he wasn't so sure. Before he hadn't thought anything of being alone. He even preferred it that way though he often wondered what it was like when he saw groups of people hanging out around school. Even that ******** soul herder, Shun, had friends of some form or another. Hell the boil even had a ghoul.

Groaning again Titus leaned down and rested his elbows on the counter and placed his face in his hands, his fingers rubbing at his temples to help ease the pounding headache. How had life gotten so complicated?