with: @rhysles where: shining ball, outside.
Ines would never consider herself a smoker, but she did allow for the odd allowance. A particularly stressful day? Tick. Drinking socially? Tick. It’d carried through from her days working various bars, standing in back alleys with her co-workers as they share cigarettes, count tips and discussed the types of people they’d served that night (and how many numbers they’d been passed from people fawning over the short shorts).
Thats how she found herself here, lingering outside, unlit cigarette sat between two fingers as she gnawed softly against a red lip. Stealing one from a friend inside, she’d failed to pick up a lighter, and the pickings of people out here were few and far between.
Yet, any of those people would still be better than the person she found herself wandering slowly towards. Maybe it was the five shots she’d had since her arrival ( or the half bottle of bourbon she’d shared with Theo necked without Theo getting as much as a sniff before arriving ) but something told her this was a good idea. They’d gotten over the awkward stage when he’d literally dropped a box at her feet, had they not?
( Probably not, but rational thinking was left at the bottom of an empty glass a solid hour ago. )
“Hey.” She murmurs softly, gaze peeking through the mask that graced her face as she attempted to test the water with the person that had become her latest stranger. Maybe it was a terrible idea, but something had drawn her into his vicinity. “You uh, got a light?”
Suddenly, she felt exposed. Too exposed, but she managed to shrug it off. Liquid confidence really was on her side.