( special delivery for: @the-chasewilson )
Walking into one of the many bars on the strip, Aanya shrugged off her jacket as she approached the bar, sliding into a seat as she ordered herself a glass of whiskey, neat. She had a long day at work playing catch up since she moved to the city from Los Angeles, so she wasn’t in the best mood. It was when she saw a figure sliding into the seat next to hers in corner of her eye and sighed. Opening her mouth to tell the other to fuck off in a nicer way, she turned her head to see that it was Chase. “Oh, hi, Chase. How are you doing tonight?”











