Claire Redfield
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A sweet red drink was placed in front of you, before you could protest the bartender interrupted.
“It’s already paid for, it’s from the chick over there.”
Across from you was a girl in a black tank top and blue jeans, her brown hair was in a ponytail and she was biting her bottom lip. When you took a sip of your drink she ordered she immediately started walking over to you.
“Enjoying the drink, pretty girl?” she asked with a small smirk.