[ meanwhile, the gloves aren't super doing it for her, but whatever, maybe he likes gloves. people have their quirks, okay. but she didn't notice it the last time they were hanging out.. eh, it's fine. she definitely likes that they're right here out on the bar, that someone could walk in, and she likes how he's holding onto her. actually yeah, maybe she doesn't love the gloves, but she loves that grip. she's not usually the type to rush all the good stuff, the kissing and getting handsy before moving things along, but right now she wants to.

she's blaming Mick for that, yep. ]

Tell me you've got condoms hidden away somewhere in this place. And that you're cool with fucking someone on the bar. [ her eyes shift sideways before she's laughing again, breathless ] And that wall.