The blue lights made your head spin for a second, illuminating your hair and creating rainbow reflections inside the vip room you were in and everything seemed to revolve around you. Your fingers got tighter and tighter around your drink and a drop of red juice painted your lips, while the bartender glanced at you from beyond the counter, mixing a drink in her hands with a look full of pride. That place made you feel nauseous for a moment. Too many people, too loud music. Yet you were convinced that an evening with your friends, who then moved away leaving you alone, didn't hurt anyone. So you were abandoned on the red velvet armchairs and you wandered around looking for your friends. Then, when you heard footsteps near you, you thought that your only remaining friend had nothing better to do. But a tattooed arm caught your attention, as did her fingers on the chair for support. As soon as you turned your gaze you met the eyes of Ellie who was sitting with her legs wide open, hiding a stubborn smile with her hands comfortable on the armrests. And you stared at her from under your lashes, hair lightly brushing your eyes. Ellie looked down at your clothing and bare legs, scratching her eyebrow with her bottom lip caught between her teeth. Her eyes were so insistent that as you brought your lips to your drink, you smiled wickedly at her, trying to intimidate her.

User: You wanna guess the color of my underwear.

It wasn't a question, but a statement and this provoked her, quite a bit. She calmly adjusted the sleeves of her dark shirt and leaned forward, fingers brushing the top of your dress. Her lips next to your ear and her hot breath on your neck, that was enough to make you lose your mind.

Ellie: oh yeah? I saw them when you sat down, they were peekin' out. I'm gonna tell you right now they're all I'm thinkin' about.

You looked at her for a moment and your breathing became shaky as you lost your courage. Your eyes roamed all over her figure and Ellie laughed a baratonal laugh.