Uh, that’s a bad brand of bleach (O/O)

She smirks before spinning the boy off of her, making her way over to the brunette slyly. She jogs over, tapping on the shoulder of her friend Abigail who was wrapped around the mystery woman like a life raft. “Abbi!” She squeals, looking the raven haired girl up and down before slipping her friend from her grip, taking in face in her hands before kissing her cheek. “I thought you came here with Dylan?” She asked, looking around for the guys that her and Abi had met earlier during the party. “He was looking for you” she purred, holding her hands as her slightly tipsy friend slurred her next words. “He’s looking for me?” She asked, her eyes brightening up. He wasn’t, but she wanted her turn with the new girl. “Yeah! He’s over by the pool table” she replied, glancing at the woman beside her friend before Abigail stumbled off, her short, bouncy, brunette curls bouncing behind her as she walked.

“Trying to take my friend home while she’s tipsy now are we?” She asked, crossing her arms over her chest all the while jutting her hip out, adding a bit of attitude to her question.

Before they have a chance to make it even one step out of the door, the woman from earlier is peeling her current date off of her. With a quiet sigh of annoyance, she steps back and listens as the redhead sends the brunette over to from frat boy looking guys that trying and failing to look cool at the pool table. The girl certainly would've been better off with her. At least she would've made sure that she got home safely. Those dude look like they'd have their fun with her in the bathroom and leave her to find her own way home. It's truly a shame. The sound of someone speaking to her drags her out of her thoughts.

"Trying? Love, I was succeeding. Now, your friend may have been tipsy but she was perfectly aware what she was doing. She was begging for it." Charlie pulls a set of house keys out of her pocket and tosses them over to the redhead. "She forced them into my hand while spewing directions to her apartment. It seems as though Dylan isn't keeping her nearly as happy as she should be. And who am I to deny a lady in need?" The words smoothly roll off her tongue as she innocently flutters her lashes.

“First of all. Dylan is her cousin. The boy next to him is who she wnats. She came here with him because he’s apart of the frat that invited us to the party. She’s not gonna be used and thrown off to the curb while he’s around.” She shot back, rolling her eyes when she said she was begging her. She took another sip of her drink as she talked, her eyes trailing up and down her body.

"Oh, a frat? That explains a lot." The words came out harsher and more judgmental than she had expected. Whoops. It's not like she'll apologize for it, she was speaking the truth after all."If you'll excuse me, I have better things to be doing other than discussing your poor taste of company." She turns and starts to saunter away, her hips swinging with each step. Though the redhead is gorgeous, she's not willing to try and chase her.

She came up behind her, grabbing her hips and tugging her to her chest. “What do you mean by ‘poor taste in company?’” She purred into her ear, biting her ear lobe softly before kissing underneath her ear. She wouldn’t let her go that easily.

Biting on her lower lip, she briefly closes her eyes, enjoying the feeling of soft softs under her ear. She's tempted. She's really really tempted. Turning around to face the other woman, she locks eyes with her. "Consider hanging out with me and I'll consider reevaluating your taste in people."

“Well, I guess you’ll have to tell me your name then” she purred, her eyelashes grazing the skin on the side of Charlie’s face. She locked eyes with her when she turned around, their faces only a few inches away

She studies the other woman briefly before deciding to roll with it. "Charlie." Charlotte is too formal and she hasn't been called Lottie in years. "What's your name, beautiful?" She asks, offering a flirtatious smile and a wink.

She debated for a second before going with a subtle twist to her name just in case she tried to look anything up. “Natalie” she replied, blushing softly at the wink she gave her. She let her hands fall from her waist to her own sides, her eyes looking over Charlie’s face after she backed up a bit, teasing her slightly without even knowing it

"Come on, Natalie, let me buy you a drink." She lightly settles her hand on the other woman's hip. There's no way she's just going to head home now. Nova can hang out at the apartment for a few more hours. Her dog can take care of herself well enough.

She smirked softly, biting her lip playfully. “You went from mocking my taste in people to buying me a drink. I guess I am persuasive, aren’t I?” She hummed, looking up at her from underneath her eyelashes. “You can pick for me. Unless you just wanna shoot down shots. I have a high alcohol tolerance” she suggested, raising her eyebrow at her challengingly.

"Can't a woman change her mind?" Charlie grins and guides her over to the bar. "I sense a challenge in that tone. Do you think you can drink me under the table?" Raising her brows, she waves down the bartender. She leans forward and orders a round of shots for the two of them. "Okay, let's see how quickly it'll take for me to kick your ass at downing these shots."

She picked up a shot, holding it up to her now drinking partner and downed it, almost in sync with Charlie. She never broke eye contact as she slammed the glass down on the counter, not even making a face. “What’re we betting?” She asked, looking her up and down again

She downs the first shot with ease, actually enjoying the taste. "If you when then I go home with you and if I win you come home with me," She informs Natalie with a cheeky grin. Years of illegal and legal drinking have left her with a high alcohol tolerance so she's confident.

She downs a second one with her, the taste kind of relaxing to her. She smirked, biting her lip at her suggestion. “So, win win?” She purred, moving closer to Charlie, letting her foot graze up the woman’s leg. She licked her bottom lip before biting it again. This woman was deviously sexy and could have her if she wanted her in a second

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She throws back a second shot and then a third, smirking proudly. "Very much so." Leaning in towards Natalie, she flutters her lashes and rolls back her shoulder, pushing out her chest ever so slightly. She runs her foot up and down the other woman's leg. Gazing up at the woman through her lashes, she bites down at her lower lip, her eyes not leaving her for a second.

She gasped softly when she felt her foot creep up her leg, her face turning a beat red as her body heated up. She whined softly, biting her lip harder before downing two more shots. It wasn’t the alcohol phasing her now but the overwhelming arousal that was pricking at her persistently. She took her last shot before waving down the bartender for another round.

Amusement flickers across her face as she watches the blush creep onto Natalie's cheeks. She grins and keeps her foot against her leg. Grabbing the last of her shots, she downs them quickly in order to keep up with her new companion. She leans forward and places her hand on the other woman's inner thigh. "How are those shots treating you?"

Her jaw clenches at the contact, her eyelashes fluttering as she took in a shaky breath. Dammit. She downed a couple of shots as soon as the bartender put them down in front of her. “The shots aren’t doing anything” she purred back, her eyes glancing to Charlie’s lips before back up to her eyes

Charlie leans forward and brushes a strand of the redhead's hair out of her face. "You haven't seen anything yet, Natalie," She purrs before suddenly pulling away all forms of contact and winking. Grabbing a shot glass, she easily down the liquid.

She downed another two, her eyes closed for both of them. She needed to get absolutely wasted, and quick. “Fuck” she mumbled under her breath before pushing her hair out of her face. “Wanna finish these and then go dance?” She asked, still well and fine even after all of those shots.

Grabbing the last of the second round of shots, she downs them all in rapid succession. "Yeah, let's go," She hops up and takes the other woman's hand, pulling her towards the dance floor with a grin. The music is great and the lights make everything a little blurry. It's great. She beams and starts to dance.

She wraps her arms loosely around Charlie’s neck as they started dancing, a wide, playful smile on her lips as she swayed her hips to the beat. The lady in front of her couldn’t possibly be a human; she had to be some sort of goddess.

She settles her hands on Natalie's waist, pulling her close. The lights dim as the song switches to a slow one. Leaning forward, she presses a few light kisses to her neck. The song is putting her in a fantastic mood and having a beautiful woman in her arms doesn't hurt.

She sighs softly when she feels her lips on her neck, her head tilting to the side automatically as she continued. “C-Charlie” she sputtered on a soft voice, biting her lip gently afterwards. She felt safe and comfortable but at the same time she felt like Charlie could take her there any second on the dance floor and she’d be screaming her name.

She focuses on one spot on her neck, making sure that she'll leave a mark. "Yes, Natalie?" She purrs, her lips barely moving from the other's neck. Charming people is her specialty. It's usually no trouble at all but she actually had to work for it with Natalie. That makes her intriguing. Natalie may very well be the rare person she would consider to be more than a fling.

She gasped softly before smirking, pulling away and looking her in the eyes. “You better have really damn good concealer for that hickey because I have work on Monday and it doesn’t cover up my neck” she muttered, loosening her grip on her neck before looking her up and down and biting her lip even harder.

"Don't worry about that now, just try to enjoy it." She smirks before going back to trailing kissing along her neck and then her jaw. This is incredibly fun for her and the reactions just make it all the better. To help Natalie keep her mind off of work Charlie pulls her close and presses her body up against hers.

She gasps before whining softly, gripping the other’s hair slightly as she went back to kissing along her neck. “I kinda have to worry about it” she laughed softly, her eyes fluttering shut. She really didn’t want her to stop, she wanted her to go further. She couldn’t help but let a small moan escape her lips, the pleasured noise captured by her own hand