She was insufferable. With her 'Devil-May-Care' attitude and blasphemous red leather jacket that seemed to stick to her like a bad boyfriend, and her vulgar mouth that somehow seemed to illicit white hot heat between Regina's thighs-

"Regina! Are you listening to me?" Whined a voice from beside her.

With an uncontrolled eye roll, Regina turned to the pixie-chopped haired brunette to her left, who continued speaking undeterred.

"As I said, his name is David and we met during Summer Break at a charity bake-off. He made the best soufflé I've ever tasted."

The insufferable blonde caught her eye once again, striking up conversation with a beautiful, lanky brunette with blonde streaks wearing a bright red short skirt. Regina wanted to throttle her. "I'm sure there are better tasting out there." Regina murmured, the words out of her mouth before she could stop them.

The petite brunette wasn't fazed though, completely enraptured in her recount of last weekend's shenanigans.

"He is the sweetest, kindest person I've ever met.."

Regina wanted to barf.

Lifting the room temperature beer she took a swig, knowing that it tasted more bitter than her mother, she needed to be slightly, if not, mostly inebriated to hear the rest of this story.What she wouldn’t do for a glass of red wine right now. After taking a hearty swig, The blonde's eyes met hers from across the room and any single thought in her mind blanked except for the music pounding from the speakers.

So don't even tell me your name All I need to know is whose place And let's get walking

A shiver ran up her spine at the implication of the lyrics, but she had to be imagining the glint in those green eyes. And yet, she found herself unable to resist walking towards the other woman who was watching her with darkening eyes.

All I wanna do is fuck your body Tonight's your lucky night I know you want it

Everyone else faded into the background. Right now it was just her, Regina, and the blonde woman in the horrid red leather jacket.

All I wanna do is fuck your body Tonight's your lucky night I know you want it

"Emma." The woman said, scuffing her shoe against the ground, suddenly nervous. Regina just smiled, the corners of her eyes crinkling as she cocked her head. She didn't know if it was because of the beer, the woman in front of her staring hotly, or a new found confidence but she took a chance.

Something she hadn't done in such a long time.

It's true what you heard I am a freak, I'm disturbed So come on and give me your worst

They found their way to each other, Emma's hands clasping Regina's jaw gently as she clasped the blonde's elbow with her free hand. It started gentle, tentative, exploratory. It wasn't enough for the brunette, and from the way the blonde tugged at her dark locks, it wasn't enough for her either.