We were supposed to be just friends
Depending on what kind of mood and situation-ship I'm in
Depending on what kind of mood and situation-ship I'm in
Her laugh is infectious and bright, catching Mateo as he sways backwards into her, "Good. Otherwise I would have had to cause a scene." Paige drawls right back, turning each cheek towards him to accept his kisses then planting ones of her own respectively. "I know. I've been busy. Forgive me?" Batting long lashes up at him, the attuned can't keep her smile at bay even as he scolds her, the energy humming through the air mixing with the smoke that's waking up her nerves in the most delightful ways.
"Stop it. You have me beat. Torchline looks good on you. Yesss... Let's!" Tangling her arm with his, Paige finishes the last of her drink and discards the empty glass on a table, tugging him towards the bar and ordering them both two shots. "I have something new I think you'll like if you're wanting a little bit of an upper." Paige drops her voice as to not be overheard, arching a brow as she pulls out a small metal capsule from seemingly nowhere given that there is way too much skin on display for her to have a proper place to hide it.
"Stop it. You have me beat. Torchline looks good on you. Yesss... Let's!" Tangling her arm with his, Paige finishes the last of her drink and discards the empty glass on a table, tugging him towards the bar and ordering them both two shots. "I have something new I think you'll like if you're wanting a little bit of an upper." Paige drops her voice as to not be overheard, arching a brow as she pulls out a small metal capsule from seemingly nowhere given that there is way too much skin on display for her to have a proper place to hide it.
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