The Devil WithInn 233 Tipsy Talk 1

"I came from another world."

She blurted out with a grave expression as she stared at the bottle of wine on her hand.

Hearing her strange words, Raghnall immediately ceased talking as he looked at her strangely.

"That fast? In just half the bottle? It's not even that strong."

Inna rolled her eyes at him as she nudged him with her shoulder.

"If you want answers, I'm giving you answers. I'm feeling chatty and tipsy right now so, shoot away!"

Inna chuckled as she drank a bit more of the wine.

Raghnall didn't seem to want to ask her any question since he didn't trust her current capability in answering them truthfully.

"You're obviously drunk. How would I know that you're answering my questions right? I mean, judging from that statement earlier…"

He trailed off as though to prove a point to Inna. But Inna just simply let out an irritated sigh as she tried hard to convince him she wasn't drunk.

"I'm not drunk, I'm tipsy. And you shouldn't complain because I really don't need to answer your questions. You should be grateful I'm even doing it. So, if that's my answer, that's my answer. And if you doubt it being true, just consider it as me acting crazy or better yet, just consider it the ramblings and fantasies of a drunkard. And the reason why I'm actually near-forcing myself in telling you this is because you're like… close to me, y'know?"

Inna stared at Raghnall with grat.i.tude in her eyes. Then in a mere second, her eyes started to water as her voice quivered slightly.

"And I hold you dear to my heart because you're actually one of those good friends who stick through thick and thin. The ones who would do everything to help a friend, even if it means sacrificing a lot. f.u.c.k, you're very much like my little minions. They were so caring, so thoughtful, and so understanding of everything. They're like, my blessings from heaven! f.u.c.k man, they were my anchor that helped me feel stable despite every bad day I had and because of them, I never ever spent a single second of my life feeling lonely anymore. They were always there to support me through everything. The perfect wingmen, the perfect teammates, the perfect confidants… And so, even if they make fun of me or trick me again and again, I'd literally die for them."

Raghnall felt the sincerity in her tone and gaze and that's when he was finally convinced that she wasn't drunk. And it actually quite moved him a bit for her to think of him as one of her closest friends.

But at the back of his mind, a small whimper resounded.

Though… I don't want to be seen as just a friend…

But Raghnall immediately smothered the voice as he shook his head slightly.

Then, Raghnall patted Inna's head as he smiled apologetically.

"Sorry, sorry. I believe you're not drunk and I'll try my best to believe your words. So, why don't you tell me more about what you just said? The one about… you coming from another world?"

Inna sighed heavily as she rested her free hand on her chest. It was as though there was something weighing her heart down, making it difficult for her to speak. But she still tried her hardest to talk.

"I… Let's just say I died in the place called Earth, the one I just told you about. And somehow, I found myself in this country alone."

Raghnnal decided to accept her answer at face value as he tried to make her elaborate about it more.
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"How did you... die?"

Inna took a small sip from the wine before she answered.

"Explosion. I got caught up in this public event and they wanted me to try something out. When I tried it, it ended up exploding, taking my life."

Raghnall furrowed his brows. He found her story quite intriguing that questions just kept unknowingly popping into his mind.

"And how did you end up here? In Anemoly of all places?"

Inna furrowed her brows as she tried to phrase her words well without sounding like she's crazy.

"When I died, I was a soul that was in this line that leads up to a castle that had some sort of King. Then, I was judged for what I did in my life but I accidentally ate a fruit that made then got p.i.s.sed so I was imprisoned. But before they could take me to prison, I escaped and I ended up diving into this pool which somehow made me arrive here."

Listening to her own words again, Inna could only sigh.

Yep. She sounds crazy, alright.

But then again, there's no way she could have phrased that in a way that would make it less crazy. After all, she still couldn't even believe that it happened to her even after all these weeks.

Meanwhile, Raghnall gave her an incredulous look and blurted out.

"Are you sure you weren't dreaming?"

Inna glared at him, making Raghnall withdraw his statement.

"Okay okay. I… kinda believe you. Go on. Just keep talking about it and pretend I'm not even here. I think that'll help piece everything together than just me asking questions."

Inna sighed as she agreed. Then, trying to recall where she left off, she continued on with her story.

"And so, yeah I ended up waking up in a forest alone. And I kinda internally panicked for a moment that I just did crazy stuff to calm me down."

Raghnall was about to comment when Inna pinned him down with a glare. He ended up coughing instead as he tried to keep his comments to himself.

"I do crazy ridiculous s.h.i.t when I panic, okay?! That's my coping mechanism so don't judge me. I grew into that habit because I always get scared of everything after watching horror movies. And it gets especially bad when I'm alone. So y'know, I do some crazy s.h.i.t like suddenly breaking out into a dance or making jokes to calm myself down. And the reason behind that is because I have never ever seen a ghost attacking a person who's dancing or doing crazy impulsive s.h.i.t. And so, from how often I do it, it soon became a habit. And now, it's instinctual for me to just ignore the panic and do crazy s.h.i.t to figure out stuff while calming myself down."