Moan //idk memes are good ice breakers, hi
moan meme thingo - accepting
One: My muse will kiss yours on the lips
Lisa Perkins. The name bounced around her head, reminding her that she was – as always – someone new tonight. The bar was middling, louder than she’d expect for its size, but that didn’t stop her from chatting up the woman next to her. The conversation was banal and thoroughly tested her ability to keep her eyes from rolling so hard they popped out of her head.
It was the mention of knitting that caused Lorraine to finally excuse herself from her seat. She threw some excuse over her shoulder and headed to the lavatory. Of course, she was more exposed this way, moving about the bar rather than sitting stationary with her back to wall – affording her a view of the entire venue. And her choice proved unwise as she reached the end of the bar. A door to her left opened to reveal three people exiting.
Lorraine blinked hard, assessing the situation and doing the only thing that was available to her at this point. She grabbed the person sitting on the last stool and leaned in, kissing them. It hid her face enough and allowed her to watch her targets heading out of the bar.
She stepped back, finally taking in the view of the stranger she’d just kissed. “Sorry. I...” She shrugged. “I just needed to not be seen. My ex. Too much drama.” The lies usually rolled off her tongue after so long in her job, so much that sometimes she wasn’t sure what was truth and what was not anymore.
