Apr 2, 2024 11:37:01 GMT
Leonie wasn't really one to venture out of 'bounds' so to speak. It wasn't like she had a given radius but there was something of an... expectation... that there were areas in town that Leonie would be expected to ignore. This was sort of on the borderline, and she would use that as her loop hole, should her mother catch her here. It seemed ridiculous to her, to be worrying about what mother would think, given that she was an adult, and that she was at university and old enough to decide her own life. Old habits died hard, and her mother had more of a firm hold on Leo's life than a lot of people's parents did. With the pressures that came with being a Wagner, there were certain rules and regulations you had to abide by so you didn't become an embarrassment to the family - like her sister had. With Frankie well and truly abandoning those rules, it felt like it was all on her shoulders to bare the weight of the Wagner name.
Still, there were some days when she couldn't just sit in her room and study, she needed to let at least one tendril of hair down - if not two. Wow, really pushing the boat out there. Leo had changed out of her trackies and jumper and put on a more respectable attire - a cute cocktail dress and some black heels - and had headed the short distance into town to order a drink. Perhaps she might even have two if she felt like risking it a little. She had to be careful, there was no allowing for drunk and disorderly. The Malbec tasted a little bitter, but she couldn't complain, even if it was that she'd have preferred a beer. Her mother always disapproved of her ordering beer though, and she was in too public a setting and likely to run into someone that knew her. Another ridiculous part of her life. In fact she really craved a cold one, but the wine was as far as she'd allow.
Leonie settled herself in a plush stool chair at the bar. She knew she should probably vacate to a chair or booth in the lounge instead, it was a little unseemingly to be sat up here - a bit like a lady of the night waiting on her next prey - but the seats were comfortable and she didn't plan to stay long. She smiled politely at the bartender as he glanced her way, probably hoping she wouldn't nurse her wine quite so long, but if it was only one she could allow, she was going to enjoy it as long as she could. Leonie let out a little sigh to herself and raised the glass to her lips, taking a small sip and holding the taste of the wine in her mouth, letting the flavour settle on her tongue before she swallowed.
