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allegrarosier (allegrarosier) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

It was the time of the night when Allegra had had just enough alcohol to loosen her tongue. When Gwenog Jones suddenly appeared beside her at the bar, Allegra all but swallowed her tongue in shock and... excitement? This was the woman who featured heavily in the magazine that Allegra absolutely did not have stashed in her bedside table, that she absolutely did not look at before bed at least a few times a week.

Gwenog fucking Jones, in a corset and jeans that looked like they'd been painted on. And Allegra wasn't interested. Not even a little bit.

"Gwenog Jones, right?" she asked, having to raise her voice slightly to be heard over the music and the general barside din. "I read as how you're a big ol' dyke."

Perhaps if she hadn't had quite so much to drink, she would have been less blunt... but on the other hand, it was a well documented fact that Gwenog enjoyed the company of the ladies, so it wasn't as if she was doing anything but telling it how it was. Right?