10-15-2018, 04:27 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 51%; text-align: justify; font-size: 10pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: georgia;"]Cosette had never bothered herself much with the Tops. It wasn't her kind of place, but she did come around every now and again, if only to see the big man himself. Plus they had some pretty good food. Either way, she was indifferent towards the casino, but she was happy as long as Benny was. He was a good businessman, at least in her opinion. But she wasn't too knowledgeable in that kind of thing, so who was she to say?
She recognizes him before he does her, looking up from the spill on her clothes to see the ever familiar checkered print, her disappointed frown breaking out into a smile. As he goes in for a hug, she feels a flutter in her chest, but does her best to ignore it and return the hug. She enjoys the feeling as it lasts, his arms awkwardly around her and his smell invading her senses, still lingering when he pulls away.
Warmth rushes to her face at his compliment, but more-so at the acknowledgement of the stain all along her front. At least he thought it was a part of the costume. "Oh, yes, no worries. Thank you, though." she says, trying to keep herself contained. It was always a struggle around him. "Your's is quite something, too. It looks good on you." she gives him a once-over, covering her mouth to contain her snickers when she realizes that it wasn't exactly made for men.
The blonde glances over and takes one of the drinks, not wanting to be caught standing around with nothing. She wasn't the best at holding her alcohol, but she promised herself only one, just to make herself not look like the buzz-kill she truly was. "This is a pretty nice party, as usual. But how are you? It's been a while." the only reason she hadn't been coming to see him was because of how busy things had been in the Tops, but this had been a good opportunity. It was always nice to see him.
She recognizes him before he does her, looking up from the spill on her clothes to see the ever familiar checkered print, her disappointed frown breaking out into a smile. As he goes in for a hug, she feels a flutter in her chest, but does her best to ignore it and return the hug. She enjoys the feeling as it lasts, his arms awkwardly around her and his smell invading her senses, still lingering when he pulls away.
Warmth rushes to her face at his compliment, but more-so at the acknowledgement of the stain all along her front. At least he thought it was a part of the costume. "Oh, yes, no worries. Thank you, though." she says, trying to keep herself contained. It was always a struggle around him. "Your's is quite something, too. It looks good on you." she gives him a once-over, covering her mouth to contain her snickers when she realizes that it wasn't exactly made for men.
The blonde glances over and takes one of the drinks, not wanting to be caught standing around with nothing. She wasn't the best at holding her alcohol, but she promised herself only one, just to make herself not look like the buzz-kill she truly was. "This is a pretty nice party, as usual. But how are you? It's been a while." the only reason she hadn't been coming to see him was because of how busy things had been in the Tops, but this had been a good opportunity. It was always nice to see him.