It felt like ages since Red allowed herself a night out, enjoying the gentle peace of the corner of the bar she decided to sit at. With the Transistor propped up against her stool, the woman ordered herself a glass of wine; pointing to one she usually drank on the menu (and of course, it was red).
Though her lips remained unmoving, conversation flowed between herself and her blade; moving her hands every so often to respond to him. The area was relatively empty, so she didn’t mind talking to him like this so openly; it usually drew a lot of attention when she did, otherwise..
However, she felt someone’s gaze on her after a while; blue eyes glancing to the man who had found a seat just a few feet away from her. She tilted her head at first, but soon smiled a little; quickly realizing that she had seen him around the city before.
[ Oh.. hey. Don’t we know you? ] the Transistor spoke up in place of Red, mirroring her thoughts with his words. [ At least, you look kind of familiar. ]
( ;▽ @anglerfishnabe )
