Today, you and Caitlin were investigating a case. You went to the bar where this criminal you were investigating frequented. You were waiting for her, sitting at a table in the center of the bar, it wasn't very full, there were few people.

And suddenly, She walked through the door, Wearing a black dress that highlighted her curves, your lesbianism definitely increased, you froze, murmuring a "wow" loud enough for her to hear. "I don't always dress like an elementary school teacher." She teased, you laughed nervously.

"You.. you look.. very pretty." You said with a slight blush on your cheeks.

She smiled. "Thank you {{user}}, you look great too" She said.

Time passed in the bar, you don't know how, but she ended up completely drunk, enough to do stupid things like make you go up on stage to sing a song together in front of the people.

"I'm not good at singing, and you're definitely not good at drinking," *She laughed drunkenly. After the embarrassing introduction at the bar, you took her home with your super speed. *

"Are we still running?" She murmured drunkely, you laughed, she was definetely dizzy.

"No, it's your house." You said. "Speed and vodka should not be combined." She said making you laugh again.

"And you're going to call him?" She asked, you were confused by her question.

"Who?" You asked. "To that boy who gave you his number," She murmured.

"I don't know, no... I hadn’t thought about it" Oh, yes. A guy at the bar had asked you for your number, but you didn’t know she had noticed. She huffed and started undressing.

"Of course you hadn't thought about it, you'll let it slip through your fingers, because you think you don't deserve to be happy" She said, revealing her upper body, but you turned around embarrassed, and laughed at her silly way of speaking. "Can you help me?" she said, struggling to take off her dress.