01-09-2016, 06:28 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-09-2016, 06:30 PM by Arl Lotreab.)
Arl snatches the tall glass, hastily gulping down its contents as though doing so were the sole purpose of her existence. The woman's elbows clatter against the table with a loud thud once the chugging is complete, followed by her gently setting down the glass and pushing it towards Riesig. She pulls out some silver and puts it on the table.
"More, plea-OH! I'm sorry!" Her eyes appear to be able to focus again. The woman also reveals her continued capability to blush in embarrassment, although the dehydration is surely contributing to that.
"More, plea-OH! I'm sorry!" Her eyes appear to be able to focus again. The woman also reveals her continued capability to blush in embarrassment, although the dehydration is surely contributing to that.


