week two | dates

[marriagebroker]

Kiss the girl~!

Or guy.

Or person.

Or Messmer's snake.

Comments

[nrangel]

If I'm being honest, it's because it didn't even taste like alcohol.

[ She's not sure she could have tossed it back like that if it did.

But if they're already being bad like this... ]

If you could just go ahead and bring me a couple actually, that would be great.

[ And the attractive, but not threateningly attractive bartender doesn't seem to mind the request. ]

[irreversal]

Ehh? That's so disappointing. You weren't meaning to get mostly juice this time, either.

[ but yes... LET'S BE BAD!! Shoko offers her arm once more so they can head over to the very shallow end of the pool where the lounge chairs are. ]

You know... now that I'm next to them, these chairs don't look all that comfortable...?

[ They are definitely sacrificing ergonomics for style here, but... She'll set her martini on the little table thing and lower herself into one of the chairs. ]

[nrangel]

I'm not complaining that I did though.

[ Taking Shoko's arm with a little extra flourish just for the fun of it, before walking over with her to the chairs, where she will let go to go nudge at one with her knee. Watching Shoko bravely take the first sit to test them out. ]

How is it? Better than it looks?

[irreversal]

[ She lays down, and... hm. Adjusts herself a little. And then again, before finally just... settling. ]

...It's kind of awkward. But I guess the point of these chairs is to look good in them...?

[ She can imagine people just wanting to lay here for the photo opportunities, or something. ]

[nrangel]

[ Serpilia hums thoughtfully for a second, before a small grin curls up the corners of her mouth. ]

If they're that uncomfortable, mind if I try something bold to make my seat a little better?

[irreversal]

[ She quirks a brow at that, tipping her head to one side curiously. ]

Hmm? Go for it. I couldn't say no to a bold move from you, Serpilia.

[ oh ]

[nrangel]

In that case.

[ Don't mind her as she moves to the side of the chair Shoko is sitting on, and very carefully and gently lowers herself down onto the woman's lap. ]

[irreversal]

[ (calmly) Whoa, hey. ]

...You're right. This is a way better seat for you, isn't it?

[ She'll just go ahed and rest her hand on Serpilia's hip, then. ]

[nrangel]

[ She is more than welcome to, given Serpilia started all of this. ]

Much, much better.

[irreversal]

And how's the view, from where you are? Hm, it would be hard to beat mine, though.

[nrangel]

You sure? Because I think mine is pretty incredible.

[ There's a teasing, almost singsong lilt to her voice, but before the flirting can amp up too much more, the bartender comes over with the drinks. ]

Oh! Thanks!

[ Which Serpilia will take with a lot of care to make sure she doesn't drop any on Shoko. ]

[irreversal]

[ Shoko doesn't doubt that Serpilia is enjoying the view, but come on, there's a pretty woman with a halo and wings on top of her— ]

Hmm.

[ She'd be more bothered by the interruption, but to be honest, she doesn't mind this view either, and the way Serpilia is being so careful. ]

Looks like you need to take care of those drinks right away.