gretchen watkins is the spice of life (toffer) wrote in changedrpg,
At his overly enthusiastic kiss, Gretchen only just managed to keep her smile small. "It's been a while since I've been prepubescent," she informed him. "'s annoying when I get asked for ID every time I order a drink. Which is often." She shot him another grin and folded one leg over the other at the knee, swinging it towards him idly.
"Nah," she waved off his teasing and took a sip of whisky to hide her grin. "Don't let the man bring you down. You rock your hairy gams."