week two | dates

[marriagebroker]

Kiss the girl~!

Or guy.

Or person.

Or Messmer's snake.

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[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.