gretchen watkins is the spice of life (toffer) wrote in changedrpg,
Gretchen shrugged one shoulder idly, moving a little on her stool and pressing her foot against his leg. "I've got a thing for bad boys," she told him, swirling her whisky in her glass and smirking at him.
"A Quidditch shop?" She peered at him, taking her time finishing this drink, she was getting a little hazy and wanted her wits about her for whatever happened later on. "You don't look like an upstanding member of society."