As she staggered down the hall, giggling every time Bronte tripped over her own feet, which seemed to be every other steps, Astrape listened at one door and another trying to find the metal hunk who'd wandered off from the bar while giving her the obvious 'follow me for a night of passion' signals she'd learn to love.

Behind her Bronte dropped back on her backside, hitting the floor hard before reaching round and rubbing her rump rhythmically. [color=bc8dbf][b]"Oww..."[/b][/color] She mumbled, before toppling over on her side, giggling hysterically.

Stepping over her Astrape gave a sigh, for all her big talk her twin sister really had a problem holding her liquor. Listening at the next door Astrape heard the obvious sound of a vorgy in full swing and quickly backed away, [color=6ecff6][i]One of those in a lifetime is enough for me, thank you very much.[/i][/color] She thought to herself quickly moving onto the next door.

[color=6ecff6]"Where are you, Hunky?"[/color] She called out with another giggle, hoping the metal muscleman would hear. [@Pripovednik]