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Lily Evans (just_lily) wrote in silverage,

“Forty-five minutes then. I’ll time you,” she teased him. She grinned as he relayed his tale of her future, her brows elevating slightly. “So four incites lap dances. I do wonder what five would bring about,” she reflected thoughtfully. She didn’t really believe the lap dance bit. If he’d said she’d gotten exceptionally clingy, that she would have believed. She was already a very tactile person, and she imagined she was moreso when she was drunk.

“Either way, best I keep it around three then,” she decided as they walked along. She exhaled a quiet sigh, but chased away the beginnings of her doubts and darker thoughts. She was going out to have fun, with whomever showed up, and that was that. It meant nothing other than … she wanted to unwind a little. To dance, to drink, to just be for a bit without worrying about James, and being stuck here, and her job, and all the other issues plaguing her. She wanted a couple of hours of peace and oblivion, and after a month here, she didn’t think that was so much to ask for.