LOCKE
She doesn't move away and he takes that as a good sign. Not that anything she had done tonight would have led him to think otherwise. His thumb smooths over the soft skin there, content to stay there. He doesn't need to press any further, not yet. And it might not be a good idea in the bar.. Although she might be down for a little teasing.. A little pre-gaming as it were. "It's very pretty, your charm. Always good to treat yourself." He loves treating himself, especially to beautiful women. He just wants to leave now but he owes her another story.
"Sorry you only had walls for friends.. I'm pretty sure I've gotten high enough to talk to walls.." He nods, sagely, as if he's giving her some kind of advice. He's not. Except maybe not to get that high. He takes a drink with his free hand, giving her a little grin. "So that second story, you ready to hear it? It's got ghost whales in it." Locke wiggles his eyebrows at her, grin spreading with a laugh. It's not a very good story but he likes it.
"Sorry you only had walls for friends.. I'm pretty sure I've gotten high enough to talk to walls.." He nods, sagely, as if he's giving her some kind of advice. He's not. Except maybe not to get that high. He takes a drink with his free hand, giving her a little grin. "So that second story, you ready to hear it? It's got ghost whales in it." Locke wiggles his eyebrows at her, grin spreading with a laugh. It's not a very good story but he likes it.
I'm not gonna lie
I want you for mine
I want you for mine
