Natalie McDonald doesn't want to grow up. (rookie_card) wrote in wished,
"I never doubted it," she flirted back, taking another sip and pressing up against Gretchen happily. "Just like to keep you on your toes is all." She ran a hand through her hair, pushing it out of her face with an annoyed grin. "Wouldn't do either of us any good to let you run about thinking you were as brilliant as you are. Have to at least try to keep that ego down, aye?" She snickered lightly and finished all the small glass of ensnaringly tasty mead, immediately wishing the servings weren't quite so small.