Natalie McDonald doesn't want to grow up. (rookie_card) wrote in wished,
Natalie watched the other two with a soft smile. She wasn't sure what their deal was but the situation she'd wandered into was turning out much different than anticipated. Normally, happening upon a pair like this she'd assume flirting and touching was something she'd have to reign in, but Gretchen obviously didn't care much on that front. Still, Trevor was the interesting one, all she needed to know where Gretchen stood was the hand on her leg, Trevor was as easy of a read.
She took the last empty glass from the middle of the table and poured herself a modest shot. "So, I have to know," she leaned in and looked about conspiratorially, a bright grin on her face. "The fights here, amazing, aren't they?" A place filled with hags and goblins and other creatures on top of the assorted sundry just had to have epic brawls.