Aurora/BB
Aurora watched her companion with undisguised amusement as she wrangled with the drink as she took long sips of her own. She had been told by more than one person that drinking fruity cocktails was dangerous, it hid the taste of alcohol and that combined poorly with her tendency of overestimating her ability to hold said alcohol.
But it had never stopped her, she liked what she liked and that wasn't changing. It was, perhaps, an excellent reflection of her life choices in the worst way possible.
"I can definitely do a slow dance, even in these." She showed off her boots with a pleased look, scooting a little closer to the arm of the couch and turning so she could sling her legs over BB's lap. There was already a flush to her cheeks to match BB's, and the touchiness was setting in full force.