She met her hostility with a smirk, eyes filled with cool detachment. “And what is your type?” she cocked an eyebrow, haughtiness etched onto her face.
“People that look intelligent.”
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She met her hostility with a smirk, eyes filled with cool detachment. “And what is your type?” she cocked an eyebrow, haughtiness etched onto her face.
“People that look intelligent.”
Brows knitting together in confusion, Sebastian frowned. “I think you have me mistaken for that guy next to you. I’m just trying to sneak on by to get behind the bar if you don’t mind.” He didn’t work there, nor did he know anyone that did. But curious about the computer system that the bar chain used, he decided to see for himself while it was at peak business. “Can I get you a drink or something?”
Dulce’s smile grew, brows raising with curiosity as she analyzed his words. Sneak? Either he was being playful or he had no business being behind the counter. “No te preocupes. I won’t tell anyone.” She winked, sitting further up on the edge of her seat to see where his hands were, and if they were by the drinks that sat on the sunken edge behind it. “Yeah, I will have a drink. Anything.”
His mother had raised him to be well-mannered, he was not one to go against the woman’s wishes. Atticus shifts sightly as he waits for her to speak again, eyes never leaving the female’s face. People had asked him to share his weed in the past, and he’d never once shut them down, so he wouldn’t start doing it now, either. “Um, sure, love. I don’t mind sharing. I keep it in my car, though.”
“Aw thanks!” She squealed, placing her drink down on the table beside her as she got up from her spot to get closer to the other. “You’re the best! Lead the way, Ringo!”
“Kill you. Obviously.” Leo replied super nonchalant as if he hadn’t admitted to wanting to kill the woman. “Are you already that drunk that you forget how much I’ve already threatened you?”
“You’re just like a little boy,” She teased, head moving forward slightly so that she could talk more secretively, as if what she was saying were top secret plans on how to rob a convenience store. Unfortunately for her brain, the alcohol consumption made explaining herself all but convenient. “You’re only mean to me because you like me.”
straw between two fingers, cora absentmindedly stirred her drink. her eyes darted to the woman who had spoken slurred words, and she brought the glass to her lips, missing the sweet tang of the drink. “which would be harder?” she gave a sinister smirk at this, attempting a stab at exuding a sadistic air.
Her tone became more serious, cocking her head to the side with aggression, eyes narrowing to meet the girl’s challenge but with much more gravity. “You could try to get me into bed, niña bonita, pero, you’re not really my type.”
Tilting her head playfully, Alexia couldn’t help the laugh that left her- she couldn’t help it, the girl’s laughter was contagious. “Was that Spanish or somethin’? —- I wish I had more experience in that department but I’m pretty sure I’m like that ‘damn daniel’ meme but instead of being back at it with the Vans, I’m back at it again with the disappointment.”
Dulce laughed at her remark, having heard ‘damn daniel’ on the phone of a child that wasn’t paying attention during one of her acts. It was a hilarious concept but the girl wasn’t super sure that it would be as funny if she was sober. “Yes. It was Spanish.”
When the other girl giggled, Rory did too. The sound was infectious. “Phew! For a moment there, I thought I was going to have to add yet another name to my list, and that’s always a bummer. But no, I’m definitely not trying to kill you. I guess I can just be a little…intense…sometimes.” Noticing that they were both running low on drink, she tapped her finger against the cup that the female held. “How about another? Or a shot. They do really good shots here.”
Eyes widening, she brought her lip forward, folding it over in an overdramatic fashion. Leaning back into her seat, the brunette nodded her head rapidly, frown changing to that of an ecstatic grin. “Let’s keep the good times going!” She agreed, crossing her arms.
Tapping a matte black polished nail against the bar, Alexia let her gaze flicker towards some of the dodgy men across the bar. “Well, that may work for you- I mean, look at that body. Unfortunately for me, mine falls into the prepubescent boy category. Plus, I’ve never been quite good at flirting,” she smirked and looked back at the brunette, letting out a small sigh.
The girl tossed back her head in a roar of raspy laughter, shaking her head at the girl’s sweet words. “¡Déjalo!” She exclaimed, trying to catch her breath as the giggles died off. “Stop it. You’re too sweet. Trust me, though, it’s not about what you look like. It’s about them getting their dick wet.”
“Oh, I uh, —- I’m sorry if I looked at you the wrong way or said something wrong, but I can assure you that I wasn’t attempting to do either of those things, especially not the killing.” Truth be told, he was stoned and functioning slower than usual, which was nothing he wasn’t used to by now.
Dulce smirked, not exactly used to hearing apologies from other people. She’d like to say it was refreshing but honestly, to her, it came across as weak... Something she loathed hearing from a partner but enjoyed hearing from someone she could manipulate. The brunette took a deep breath in, taking in the smells of marijuana. Her smile grew. “Feel like sharing, carniño?”
“Fortunately for you, neither of those are on my agenda for tonight,” a light chuckle fell past her lips as she took a seat across the brunette, eyes examining the drink she held. “And where the fuck can I get myself one of those?”
The girl leaned to the side in order to balance herself as she placed a leg underneath her other to prop her up higher. Reaching across the table, Dulce grabbed the other’s hand, setting the cup down so that the other could be free and join its partner. “You just have to flirt a little. Wink a little.” She demonstrated, eyeing the men in the bar, a sinister smile gracing her lips. “They’ll pay for you -- Scout’s honor.”
In all honestly, Rory wasn’t sure why she was standing next to the other, attempting some form of conversation. Boredom and curiosity had caused her to wander as usual. With eyes narrowed in on the shot glass she now held between her fingers, she shrugged and then tipped it back, letting the strong liquor trickle down her throat. She hated the taste of alcohol, but my did she love the burn. “What makes you say the latter? I didn’t think I had a reason to want to kill you, but if I’m mistaken feel free to enlighten me.”
A small hiccup jolted her lungs, shoulder bobbing with the sudden gasp. “I don’t know!” Giggling, she raised both eyebrows, leaning towards the other girl as her cup tipped over to the side, “I was getting some pretty strong vibes from you.”
Drink in hand, Dulce’s eyebrows knitted together in confusion, her head shaking back and forth. Her words blended together like a piña colada, strung roughly with the peaks and valleys of her xicana accent. “Honestly, I can’t even tell if you’re trying to fuck me or kill me.”
I got all I need when I got you and I I look around me and see a sweet life
I wrote you a letter Asked your best friend to send it But took to the sea before you could have read it Retreated to snowcapped waters of the unknown Extracted my heart while it was still beating But glowing and red And I swear that sweat would Envelop your arms if you broke down and held it