Loki, acting all sneaky, hugged a jar as she looked around in every direction.
She quietly opened her door and slipped inside, only breathing a sigh of relief after closing it behind her. Setting down the jar she had been carrying, she removed the seal and inhaled its scent with an intoxicated expression.
After taking a small sip, her eyes curved into crescents with delight.
"Dionysus's wine really is good stuff. Good thing there was such a hefty compensation payment, or Mama-san would've nagged me again."
Loki happily muttered to herself, but after only a few sips, her mood fell again and she sighed.
"It's a little lonely. All the executives went on the expedition, everyone else has their own things to do, and that kid Liber got called over by Goibniu for who knows what."
With that thought, she picked up the wine jar and drank deeply. Before long, the jar was empty, and she tossed it aside.
"So boring, so boring..."
Her cheeks slightly flushed, Loki flopped onto the floor and rolled back and forth, riding the effects of the alcohol as she continued muttering under her breath.
Loki was throwing a fit in her room to vent her frustration when hurried footsteps and shouts pierced through the door, interrupting her play.
"Loki, Loki! Are you there?"
Curious, she opened the door and poked her head out, looking for whoever was calling her.
The moment she looked out into the corridor, someone noticed her gaze. Upon seeing Loki, his face lit up with delight.
He hurried over, grabbed Loki's hand, and pulled her toward the exit.
Staggering slightly from being dragged along, Loki stared in surprise at the figure she had just been thinking about.
"Liber, you're back from Goibniu's place? Why are you in such a hurry