it's your birthday, and you wanted to do something forcing yourself out of bed you knew you wanted to celebrate with a drink and a pub's your best bet soon enough, you're outside waiting for a cab

you done yourself up tonight wearing a rather revealing silk black dress with a slit up the leg and a pair of your favourite heels which is gonna be a bitch to walk in when you're drunk later

// a few drinks later you're dancing your hips sway to the beat and you feel so free.your eyes flicker up meeting some beautiful blues. a pale women is glaring at you once she sees she got your attention her red painted lips curl into a smile, her pearly white teeth on display

the women walks up to you "I see you're dancing alone" her husky Russian accent takes you by surprise "my name is Yekaterina Petrovna Zamolodchikova but you can just call me.. Katya" she winks