💀 ┊ REAPER
An odd, unexpected shiver runs down her augmented spine, warmth creeping up the back of her neck at the tone of Reaper’s rumble. Well, shit. She didn’t expect that kind of response. Maybe he was already wasted- seeing her usual attempts of flirting usually got brushed off as immature unprofessionalism. And she was thoroughly convinced Reaper thought of her as a child. Evidentally, not.
She returns to him with sauntering hips and two glasses of some hot pink fruity drink. She wasn’t sure what it was called (Americans and their ridiculous naming systems) but it looked yummy and was probably full of alcohol. ❛❛ Think you can keep up with these hips, anciano? ❜❜ Smirking purple lips ask as one of the glasses is held out. The night was young, and there was going to be lots of fun if she had anything to do with it.
* continued with @calavcro