@magatsukis
❝ Hello there Mr. Bartender~, I’ll have a whiskey — NEAT, and my friend here’ll have the same, if you wouldn’t mind! ❞
Tapping her perfectly painted nails rhythmically atop water stained mahogany, Nicolette directed all attention towards the man sitting alone on the stool beside her, eyes glinting mischievously through long lashes; petal pink lips stretched into a satisfied smirk as he took notice to her and she wasted no time sliding onto the seat to his left, resting bare forearms upon the bar counter. He seemed curious, but guarded, a reaction very unlike what she was used to. Most men would be quickly taken by her BEAUTY, becoming putty in her hands soon after; however, most men didn’t catch her interest quite like this one did, either.
❝ What’s a HANDSOME man like yourself doing all by his lonesome? I hope you don’t mind, I figured you might like some... COMPANY. ❞ Came the owed explanation, voice quiet and dripping like honey. Although, if that were the whole truth this encounter might not be so exciting.
Lifting a glass to her lips as it was placed before her, she continued, ❝ you probably noticed, but I’ve been watching you for awhile — though, it seems I’m not the only one. ❞ Crossing her legs in a guise of discretion, Nicolette craned her head just so towards the small gathering of men in the back of the bar, barely peering over their glasses at Cyril where he sat beside her. Tucking a curled strand of violet hair behind her ear, she reached out, fingers dancing up his arm to grasp his bicep and she laughed mellifluously, leaning in close as if he’d said something AMUSING and she couldn't quite contain herself. Close enough to breathe each others’ air, she whispered, ❝ You seem like a popular man, I figured I’d find out for myself what all the fuss was about~ ❞
