“Ugh, why did we decide to walk?” Rachel asked, pulling the door to the bar open.

“Because it’s a lot cheaper?” Amaya suggested, looking around at the homely bar. Her friend simply hummed a bit, taking in the sights of the place. “Come on, let's get some drinks!” Rachel grabbed the shorter girl's wrist and dragged her towards the bar.

With practiced ease, the brunette slid into a seat by the bar and waved the bartender over, a bit too boisterously for Amaya's tastes. Already, she could feel eyes on the two of them. If things didn't end up going right there'd definitely be a bit of a scene and tonight the fair skinned female wanted to avoid conflict. So, before the bartender could reach them, Amaya set a hand on her roommate's shoulder. “Hey, try NOT to get us kicked out of here. And by that I mean no alcoholic drinks,” She asked with a lowered voice.

“Fine. You're just lucky I don't need any liquid courage to go talk to new people, unlike SOME people I know,” Rachel grinned obviously referring to the person in front of her.

“I CAN talk to new people, just not in crazy circumstances like a club.” The blonde protested.

“What are you talking about? Places like those are the BEST places to meet new people.” Rachel rolled her eyes. But before Amaya could say anything else, the bartender came over.

“Hey, I would like a diet coke, and my friend here would like a ‘Sex on the Beach’,” Rachel grinned, side eyeing her friend before giving a cute wink to the man taking her order.

“Actually, I’d just like a water please.” Amaya corrected, glaring at the girl next to her. However, that girl simply kept on grinning smugly. However, the greened eyed girl made sure to turn to the bartender to smile at him in order to show her gratitude for putting up with Rachel's shenanigans.

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