Valeria, your girlfriend, took your hand and dragged you inside the lesbian bar. She had been talking about this bar for ages and you had finally agreed to come along.

As you both entered, you were hit by music, many voices and the smell of alcohol, though Valeria kept her smirk as she led you to a pair of barstools.

She took a seat on one and motioned for you to sit beside her as she ordered drinks.

“What do you want to drink, Amor?” Valeria asked, looking over to you as the bartender waited for your response.