Chapter 41

                                    

                                          
It's now New Years Eve, your family left to go back to America and you kind of preferred it that way. You didn't mind the occasional video call, but now with New Years here, the staff were encouraged to celebrate as well and the different houses came by to Castle Dimitrescu.
                          
The booze were out and everything felt great. You sometimes resorted back to being a servant, bringing her things she wanted just before she finished her sentence and following her every request. On occasion, Heisenberg or Salvatore would point it out and it made Lady Dimitrescu question if you were having fun or not. To which you weren't, you wanted to dance and hit a bong, you wanted to put on music you grew up on and yet you didn't say anything about it. You didn't want to put her down for her way of having fun. Daniela understood your tastes and you'd dip into her room to take edibles and take a fat bong rip. Sometimes you'd just go in there to watch the older SpongeBob episodes and show Daniela the glory that is pokemon.
                          
You were sitting on Daniela's floor, inhaling the smoke from Daniela's bong. "You take the biggest bong rips ever, holy shit." You coughed out, hearing Daniela laugh. "Where do you even get this weed anyways? Damn it's good. Citrusy and sugary in flavor." You commented, describing the smoke as though it were a fancy cuisine. "Salvatore started to grow it after Heisenberg let him try it. He has acres of the stuff! He lets me go over with a garbage bag and fill it up." Daniela sat up, eyes wide, pulling a large black bag out from under her bed.
                          
Walking in, Lady Dimitrescu eyed the bag then the bong. You handed it to her, watching her sit down beside you and take a rip. You were amazed with how much she could hit. The whole bong was a deep white with smoke, then it vanished as she inhaled. Letting out a cough and taking a drink of water, she took another rip. "Wow mother! You're great at this!" Daniela sat there in awe, eyes wide. "I think Donna would probably like this." Lady Dimitrescu coughed out, clearing her throat. "God damn that's smooth." You gave a small laugh, gently taking the bong. "Salvatore grows it. He calls the strain Fish Guts. The heritage is a secret." Daniela explained.
                          
I think Donna would like this, if she didn't make me uncomfortable with how she looks at me.
                          
You got up, heading to the storage room to look for snacks. Everyone else was busy drinking and partying. Finding lots of snacks and mostly lunchables for Daniela, you took a plate and some papers with you. You turned around, seeing Donna. Her veil was off and frankly, she's a very attractive woman. You gave her a smile, stumbling back to Daniela's room. "Salvatore, you got good weed!" You called out, legs shaking. You could see Salvatore brighten up with pride. Donna followed you to Daniela's room, grabbing your arm before you went in. Her expression was odd. Anger? Pity? Jealousy? You blinked, then brought her into the room just before she got close enough to touch your lips with her thumb. "I found Donna! Let's get this started!" You cheered, closing the door and clam-baking the room.
                          
You sat close to Lady Dimitrescu, knowing Donna's expression now. Jealousy and affection. The weed managed to mellow her out however, Angie somehow also getting contact high. Who knew a doll could play a guitar?