A Girl's Night Out/Actually, I think I’m good. That was just what I needed.”

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"All right, you've got your boundaries. I can dig that." She grins.

You said earlier that you wanted to get drunk, but now that you think about it, maybe it's not the best choice. Having fun wasn't the only reason you came here- you were also hoping to find someone you like. And if you're going to try to find a girlfriend, you want to show her your best side right off the bat. You have a feeling that your drunk side is not your best side.

"I feel kind of relaxed already," you tell her. "That's all I was really looking for."

Shrugging, she pulls a few bills out of her deep jeans pocket. "Suit yourself." Placing them on the counter, she waits for the bartender Layla to notice and scoop them up. "Hey Layla, she says she doesn't wanna drink anymore."

The bartender pouts. "Aw. Well, to each their own." She eyes the biker woman knowingly. "As for you, how many more?"

The biker leans forward, her loose clothing shifting across her body. "Five to start. And one Layla."

"Like hell." Layla ruffles her short hair playfully. "Quit acting like you're drunk already." Turning her back, she sets to work on several orders. "Try again in half an hour."

"Will do." The biker laughs and returns her focus to you. "Don't mind us, we go way back."

"I see." Remembering that you need to pay for the drink, you reach for your purse.

She stops your hand gently. "No need. I covered for you."

You tense up at the sensation of her skin on yours. "You didn't have to do that," you reply, embarrassed at your forgetfulness. "But thanks."

"I woulda done it whether you forgot or not, y'know." Her hand leaves yours and finds its way into one of the many pockets in her leather jacket. "Even if you're not gonna drink anymore, how 'bout we chat a bit? Get to know each other?"

"Okay, we can talk."

"Sorry, I wanted to look around the place some more."