[hr][center][h1]Bianca Manalo[/h1] [img]https://i.imgur.com/M9y8V0W.png[/img][/center]
 [right]Interactions: Lynn [@NoriWasHere], Stormy [@Blizz], PRA [@Punished GN]
[code]Cracker Island Cracker Bar[/code][/right][hr]
“My last boss was just a piece of shit,” Bianca shrugged. Being a Nazi made you the biggest piece of shit, so it was a bit of an understatement. But unlike [i]some[/i] of their members she didn’t just go spilling shit like that, as much as she liked Lynn. Certain things had to stay secret.  “The details are… classified, sorry.”

She figured if she was open about not being able to tell her, Lynn would understand. Hopefully. 

“Mommy Meifeng-” Bianca snorted, covering up her mouth with her hand before she spat up a bit of beer. Oh lord, she was not going to forget that nickname anytime soon. It fit too well… Damn, that was her boss. She had to not think like that. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll introduce you.” She shook her head, still laughing, and got up. 

“Hey, it’s always the way with exes, I’m just surprised she keeps unblocking me,” Bianca shrugged, eyebrow shooting up when Lynn mentioned Kari. They’d dated? Huh. Must’ve been after the coven ended… Bianca didn’t press, cause she could tell Lynn didn’t want to talk about it and she wasn’t an asshole.  “It’s a constant cycle. I reach out, she blocks me, then a year or so later I realise I’m unblocked and try again. She did have me unblocked for a solid couple of years, once, when in another relationship. Probably wanted to show off. Crazy. Not surprised piece of shit guys blocked you- this is why you should stick to women.”

Bianca flashed Lynn a bright grin. She adjusted her now slightly lopsided werewolf ears, before following after Stormy and the other agents. She tried to position herself right in the middle - so she could be in between her coworkers and the Sycamore Tree members essentially, leaving space beside her for Lynn if she still wanted to sit with her.

“I’ll have whatever Lynn is having,” she said, leaning back, completely relaxed. Of course, that didn’t last long when Stormy jumped [i]right[/i] into it. He did know that they were federal agents, right? He was acting like a school teacher talking to two kids who’d gotten into a fight. She sniggered at that thought. 

“Hey, hey, hey, c’mon Stormy, you can’t just jump into it,” Bianca leaned forward and waved her hands as if to stop a fight breaking out. “Let’s start with introductions, yeah? If we’re all gonna be drinking together. Everyone knows me, butttt,” she dragged out the word, gesturing to everyone else around the table, “none of you even know each other’s names. Well. Mostly. So, introductions. [i]Then[/i] we can talk about what happened.”

Two could play at pretending to be a school teacher.