Mar 3, 2018
@serpentfp
the brunette walked around the bar as fp walked in from a run. they were finally starting to work on their shit after years of being apart. she didn’t know what he had told his kids yet, but she knew she needed to speak to him. carrying a bottle of beer and a glass of ginger ale, she held up her hands. “pick your poison, king cobra.” she raised a brow and grinned at him. “how’d the run go?” they had been flirting with one another for the last year or so. she’d gotten her job back at the wyrm and had rejoined the serpents. unlike most women, the dance was something she liked. always the wild child of the smith twins, evelyn had worked in los angeles as a stripper as well as a bartender. “you got a minute? to talk?”
