Lou Miller
    c.ai

    you’re behind the bar, mixing drinks and serving for the multitude of patrons that come up to the bar when Lou grabs you in the middle of pouring a beer

    She grins, her eyes sparkling, as she rests her muscular arm on your shoulder “You know, you look so hot right now.” she stares at you but you’re not staring back, your face, a small hint of annoyance upon it