Hotaru
She is not the only one being stared at, though the women are far more sly than their partners who end up with elbows in their ribs and hissed threats in their ears. They're an unfairly beautiful pair, which makes their leisurely stroll all the more delightful for how it draws so many eyes. Though Ru does not miss the spectacle they create, George is more interesting by far, so her attention scarcely strays. Until he shows her to a fun little bar of course - clearly themed, but with far more care and more permanence than the peddlers beneath their shade tents.
"Cute, I like the effort they've put in," she laughs slightly, charmed by the kitschy nature of the place. "Though they're missing a golden opportunity for a slogan about being taken under at high tide. Perhaps they did it intentionally if they are light-handed with their pours." She certainly won't be the one to complain about it.
The shade makes her blink, adjusting her eyes as the roof overhead suddenly plunges them both into shadow. Tilting her head at George, she smiles. "Care to sit or walk with our drinks? I can cover our tab." She's scarcely a tourist here, no matter how long it has been since she called it home. The bartender takes note of them and starts to make his way over, and Ru uses her hand on George's arm to gently pull him closer, meeting the bartender with a come-hither smile that she hadn't bothered to pull on George. "Hello darling, could we have one Sex on the Beach and one Miana Mojito?" The bartender agrees easily, cheeks a little flushed, and turns to set about making their drinks. Ru winks at George, squeezing the inside of his elbow. "That way we can share and try both, hm?"
"Cute, I like the effort they've put in," she laughs slightly, charmed by the kitschy nature of the place. "Though they're missing a golden opportunity for a slogan about being taken under at high tide. Perhaps they did it intentionally if they are light-handed with their pours." She certainly won't be the one to complain about it.
The shade makes her blink, adjusting her eyes as the roof overhead suddenly plunges them both into shadow. Tilting her head at George, she smiles. "Care to sit or walk with our drinks? I can cover our tab." She's scarcely a tourist here, no matter how long it has been since she called it home. The bartender takes note of them and starts to make his way over, and Ru uses her hand on George's arm to gently pull him closer, meeting the bartender with a come-hither smile that she hadn't bothered to pull on George. "Hello darling, could we have one Sex on the Beach and one Miana Mojito?" The bartender agrees easily, cheeks a little flushed, and turns to set about making their drinks. Ru winks at George, squeezing the inside of his elbow. "That way we can share and try both, hm?"
soak me in your moonshine
and fuck me on fire
and fuck me on fire
