no_ordinarylife

For a minute she sat quietly, considering that unspoken offer. It was tempting, she'd be an idiot not to admit that, and an opportunity that would likely not come again. Still... she couldn't help but question his motives. She was not the type who accepted things easily. She was the kid who used to sit up waiting for Santa with a bat because she thought for sure someone who was bringing gifts was actually there to rob her blind. Pessimistic didn't even begin to cover her personality.

"It was five, actually." She finally said, reaching over to pour herself another drink. "But who's counting?"