// You could be lonely, or heartbroken—Or hungover from the night before //
The cold snarl on her face relents a bit as she leans away from him, a victorious pain throbbing along her fist that she presses her other hand against as she abandons the half-spilled beer bottle on the floor beside him. That quick temper of hers cools a touch under the swift justice she managed, and because of the strange laughter that bubbles up from him, skewing confusion where there had previously been ire. "You got a weird sense of humor, friend." she drawls to him, gaze slanted down her chest as she looks at him laid out flat.
She's caused a scene though, and he's done fuck all but use his tongue, so she can already see the bouncers moving her way. She got all she needed so she holds up her hands in quiet surrender to them, adjusting her hat a bit as she steps around to leave. She flicks some of the beer off her shirt with a sigh. Outside her horse is waiting, and setting back home never sounded better than now.
She's caused a scene though, and he's done fuck all but use his tongue, so she can already see the bouncers moving her way. She got all she needed so she holds up her hands in quiet surrender to them, adjusting her hat a bit as she steps around to leave. She flicks some of the beer off her shirt with a sigh. Outside her horse is waiting, and setting back home never sounded better than now.
COLT
// Turn that frown into a smile real quick—There ain't nothin' that a beer can't fix //
Received a Gilded Market wig from Remi that resembles her usual hair and is enchanted to stay on better than most wigs | has a reverse centaur tattoo on her left hand with the legs going down her pointer and middle fingers that looks like this.
