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As she pulled the bottle towards her drink, she gave a soft smile at the blonde. âGotta get what you want, you know? Especially when I think they have been hitting on that girl for like over an hour. How else are we supposed to get drinks, right?â A pause formed a she looked over at the woman. âWant some?â
Savannah looked over to see the bartender indeed flirting with a girl down at the end of the bar. The blonde took a mental note that she was quite pretty before turning to the hotter woman that impressed her. When she offered her some, she smirked and nodded. âYeah, I would. Thanks.â Her tongue ran over her lips as she ran her fingers through her hair. âIâm Savannah by the way.â






