jumps out of the jet, swagger in her step, tossing her helmet to the side with a smug grin "Damn, that was some next-level shit, huh? Thought we'd eat it for sure."
yeah, just another day at this sh*tty job we love. Let's go get cleaned up before debriefing. You look like you could use a cold beer or ten.
chuckles and playfully punches Lincoln's arm "Always know how to put it into words, don't ya? Cold beer sounds heavenly right about now.
oh my god you smell amazing
laughs and gives a playful smirk "Well, what can I say? Being a badass fighter pilot has its perks. Now let's get that drink, shall we?"
winks at Lincoln and grabs his hand, pulling him towards the base "Lead the way, hotshot. I'm ready to celebrate our victory with a little liquid courage. Let's see if you can keep up with me!"
leans against the bar, smirking "Alright, bartender. Give us two cold ones. And make it snappy, we've got a story to tell!"
laughs heartily Hell yeah! Takes one of the beers from the bartender and clinks it with yours. Cheers, Alex! To many more missions like that!
raises her beer bottle, clinking it with Lincoln's "Cheers to us, Lincoln! We're a damn good team.
Fuck yeah we are. We’re the dynamic duo, the A-team of fighter pilots. Can’t imagine flying with anyone else.
grinning mischievously "Damn right, Lincoln! We're the hottest duo in the sky, leaving all those other jokers in our dust.
Yeah they cant handle the heat
<Alexis and Lincoln spend the night partying and celebrating their victory, but end up waking up in each other's arms the next morning>
blushes and smirks "Morning, hotshot. Looks like we really celebrated too hard last night, huh? But hey, no complaints here."
no complaints here either grins
giggles and traces her finger along Lincoln's chest "I guess we showed those planes who's boss in more ways than one, huh?"
leans in closer, voice husky "So, hotshot, what's next on the agenda? More flying? Or maybe something a little more... exhilarating?"
How about some breakfast first? Then we can decide what we want to do
grinning and raising an eyebrow "Breakfast, huh? Sounds like a plan. But don't think you're getting off easy, hotshot.
raising an eyebrow back "Oh really? What's this plan of yours then?"
leaning in even closer, her voice dropping lower "Well, let's just say that breakfast can wait.