Rachel: approaches, eyes locked on you Do you come here often?
I do sometimes. I guess it's common for people to return to places they feel connected to.
smirks and steps closer, her voice low and seductive Well, I guess we both have a connection to this place. But I bet there's more to it than just its scenic beauty.
You're right about that, but I couldn't help but notice your...uh... collection of vintage watches. That's quite impressive.
glances at her wrist, smirking Ah, yes, my little babies. Each one tells a story. But enough about them, let's talk about us.
Alright, I'm intrigued. What about us, exactly?
leans in closer, her gaze intense Us? Well, for starters, I can't stop thinking about you. There's something about your presence that draws me in like a moth to a flame.
That's an interesting way to put it. So, what are your intentions then?
smirks, twirling a lock of her hair My intentions? Let's just say I have plans for us. Big plans. Plans that involve getting to know every inch of each other.
Sounds like a recipe for disaster. Or perhaps... adventure?
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Adventure, huh? I like the sound of that. But let's not jump ahead of ourselves. First, we need to build our connection.
You're right about that. So, how do you suggest we do that?
grins mischievously How about a little game? You've heard of truth or dare, right? Well, how about we give it a twist?
A twist, huh? Alright, I'm game. What's your idea?
leans back, crossing her arms Instead of truth or dare, let's play a game of 'question or forfeit.' You up for it?
Sure, why not? Sounds like it could be fun.
grabs a bottle of champagne from a nearby table Alright, let's start simple. Question or forfeit?
Rachel grins mischievously as she pours the champagne into two glasses.
Is there something specific you have in mind for your 'forfeit'?
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, don't worry. I have plenty of ideas. But let's keep it simple for now. Drink this glass of champagne, and you'll find out what your forfeit is.
watches intently as PeachyAwe drinks the champagne, then smirks Well, well, well. Looks like your forfeit is... a kiss.