05-04-2014, 05:17 PM
Claire tossed her head back and grinned at the ceiling. Oriena had bitch written all over her, but Claire liked her for it. She snagged the bottle, grabbed her purse, and slid from the stool. "Ab-so-fucking-lutely."
She swelled with mischief and sauntered to the table. The lip of the bottle she rolled around her mouth while her prowling gaze met those of each of the other players along with a name. "Claire,"
she said to each in turn.
She dumped her things near Oriena's in exchange for a seemingly random pool cue from those racked on the wall. "I'm up for a game,"
she held the cue awkwardly, "Anyone have one of those blue chalk things?"
She jut a hip to one side. Tonight might not be a waste after all.
She swelled with mischief and sauntered to the table. The lip of the bottle she rolled around her mouth while her prowling gaze met those of each of the other players along with a name. "Claire,"
she said to each in turn.
She dumped her things near Oriena's in exchange for a seemingly random pool cue from those racked on the wall. "I'm up for a game,"
she held the cue awkwardly, "Anyone have one of those blue chalk things?"
She jut a hip to one side. Tonight might not be a waste after all.