John had been observing Celeste very carefully and he learned a great deal about her. First, she kept a journal since before the apocalypse and she would often re-read passages from before the apocalypse. Perhaps this was her way of dealing with the trauma the apocalypse brought upon her, John thought to himself.
Second, she was a film buff. She loved watching movies, but unlike John’s base, there was no electricity in Theodore’s shelter. Celeste often watched movies on her phone before the apocalypse, but with the lack of electricity, she was unable to watch her favourite movies. John smiled at this revelation, this was something he could use.
As John stood before Celeste, she scrunched up her nose, looking at him with suspicion, "what are you doing here? Come to steal more supplies?" Celeste accused and John chuckled, "don’t worry, beautiful, I have something else in mind."
Celeste frowned, her guard up and her expression wary, she didn’t say anything, she simply observed John and waited for him to make a move, "what do you want?"
"So hostile and here I came bearing gifts," John sighed dramatically and shook his head.
Celeste scoffed, "I don’t want anything from you."
"Reaaally? Not even this fully charged tablet, this power bank and this storage card filled with movies?"
Celeste’s eyes grew larger and she took in an audible gulp.
John smiled teasingly, "wow, looks like I guessed correctly. You are quite obvious, Celeste."
John handed Celeste the items and stepped backwards, "there, I did my part, now it’s your turn to do yours."
"Huh? What are you talking about? What do you want?" Celeste asked.
"As I said before, I just want to chat," John said, raising his hands in mock surrender.
"Chat?" Celeste frowned, she narrowed her eyes, eyeing John’s figure, but after a long minute, she eventually sighed and made her choice, "come in."
John’s lips curled into a mischievous smile and he walked inside the house, "thank you," he said with a mocking tone and Celeste rolled her eyes, she took him to the living room and sat opposite to him, her gaze suspicious and her posture rigid, "so, talk."
John smiled innocently and leaned on the sofa, he sighed and looked Celeste up and down, "beautiful as ever I see."
Celeste gritted her teeth, clearly upset by John’s words, "what are you? Theodore’s men?" Celeste spat with a scowl, but John laughed, "hah, I told you, I hate that dickhead."
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"Why?" Celeste frowned, clearly baffled by John’s statement and John chuckled, "that doesn’t matter, do you have alcohol? I feel like a drink."
Celeste frowned, her gaze suspicious, John raised his hand and summoned a bottle of wine and glasses from his inventory, Celeste’s eyes widened, her expression dumbfounded and her mouth agape, "how do you keep doing that and how much stuff you have there?" she muttered, her eyes still fixed on the items in John’s hand.
John chuckled and filled a glass and gave it to Celeste, "trust me, beautiful, you wouldn’t believe me even if I tell you."
Celeste hesitated and snatched the glass from John, she observed the wine and sniffed it, but John rolled his eyes, "if I wanted to hurt you, I would have done so last time."
She gave in and took a sip of wine, her eyes narrowed, savouring the taste and John chuckled, "you’ve never drunk expensive alcohol before?"
"How do you have this? And how did you get all this stuff? And what class do you have? Theodore doesn’t have this much."
John raised his glass and downed it in a single go, "beautiful, I’ll answer all your questions if you answer mine," he chuckled and Celeste narrowed her eyes, "so you want answers? What do I get out of this?"
John chuckled and drank another glass, he raised an eyebrow and summoned food and placed it on the table, "you get food, a chat, and alcohol, what’s not to like?"
Celeste stared at John’s figure, her gaze wary and filled with suspicion, but John shrugged, "well, if you don’t want anything then I’ll leave, thanks for the chat anyway," John smiled and stood up, ready to leave Celeste’s residence, but Celeste panicked and jumped towards him.
"Wait!" she shouted and grabbed John’s hand, "you’re not going anywhere," she said, dragging John and forcing him to sit on the sofa.
John chuckled and filled his glass, drinking it in a single go, "so beautiful, ready to play a little game?"
Celeste’s frown deepened, she eyed John with suspicion, but John’s teasing smile only irritated her, she scoffed and drank a glass, filling her glass immediately after, "what game?"
"Truth or Dare?" John suggested, smirking mischievously.
Celeste frowned, "what are you? Five?"
"So what if I am?" John smirked and downed another glass of wine, Celeste gritted her teeth and drank another glass, "fine, you first."
"Alright," John rubbed his hands in excitement, "truth or dare?"
Celeste narrowed her eyes, "truth."
"Do you think I’m attractive?" John asked with a teasing smirk and Celeste scowled, "you’re an idiot."
"That doesn’t answer my question, beautiful," John laughed and refilled his glass, Celeste gritted her teeth and blushed, "dare."
John chuckled, "alright, give me a kiss."
"No! I have a boyfriend, I can’t."
John sighed, "you’re terrible at this game. You don’t want the truth or the dares. How about we make it Truth, Dare or Drink?"
Celeste replied by downing her glass in one gulp. John grinned inwardly, this was his plan all along. Someone like her needed her inhibitions lowered if anything was going to happen.
"My turn," Celeste said, refilling her glass, "truth or dare?"
John smiled devilishly and downed his glass, "dare."
Celeste’s eyes curved into a smile, her expression smug as she stared at John, "strip."
"I knew this would happen," John sighed dramatically and removed his shirt, Celeste blushed when his muscular chest came into her view, her face turned beet red and she averted her gaze, but John chuckled, "you like what you see, Celeste?" he chuckled and flexed his muscles.
John didn’t have the most muscular body, he wasn’t huge and burly like a bodybuilder, but his body was sculpted and his muscles were sharp and refined. His appearance would have been described as an ’Adonis’.
She hadn’t expected this, she expected him to be embarrassed, but it had somehow backfired and she was the one getting embarrassed. She made a vow to make him pay for this.