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[color=gray][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] Bee [@Hey Im Jordan]
[hr]Frustration crept over Em like a looming shadow, her brain racing to figure out who had thrown her to wolves. She hadn’t signed up to be in the auction, but [i]someone else[/i] had. It wasn’t Zack, judging from the confused look he’d given her when she made her way onto the stage. That left very few suspects, and she couldn’t help but think that the person that [i]”won”[/i] her date was behind it. She wasn’t sure why she even got on the stage in the first place! Maybe it was the drink in her system, or maybe she had just been curious. Either way, the inebriated woman hadn’t expected much to come of it, much less a former classmate cinching the bid. 

Drunkenly, Em stormed away from center stage and made a beeline toward… well, Bee. In their school years, Em remembered her as being a grade above her and having a predilection for piercings. That, and the fact that they dropped out of high school around the same time. Em had pegged her as being cooler than most of the other kids, but she couldn’t be sure this whole auction thing wasn’t her doing. It wouldn’t surprise her, anyway. For some reason, all the kids in school had hated her, so who’s to say Bee didn’t either.

[color=c4df9b]“Hey, what’sh the big idea? Why wouldsh you do tha’? Did you put my name in the auchshun?”[/color] Em slurred as she interrogated the equally short woman in front of her, her voice with a slight uncontrolled cutesy high pitch to it. Authoritatively, she jabbed an index finger into the center of Bee’s chest and drew dangerously close to her face. [color=c4df9b]“Did you do this becaush you hate me? Yoush hash to tell me!”[/color] If her voice didn’t give away her intoxication, the red flush over her skin certainly did.

Em swayed to and fro as she stood there, her expression a goofy mix of irritation and expectation. Her azure eyes couldn’t help but take in Bee’s figure, an odd thought of appreciating the other woman’s look. If that date thing was real, then… well… maybe… maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.