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Freak (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

PoisonousIvee

PoisonousIvee

Cluster
Joined
Nov 28, 2017
Freak like me
You want a good girl that does bad things to you
You never been with no one as nasty as me
Spice up your life, come get a freak
Freak like me​

They had been working together for a good long while. Hired on together, or at least around the same time. Juniper was a cute little bovine with curves in every right spot, pretty brown eyes and red red hair. She was a hostess and server at Paupiette - a fancy fine dining experience for herbivores and carnivores alike. She liked working there, loved her coworkers and the guests that came in, but she was particularly sweet on the bar tender. He was a rottweiler a good foot or so taller than she, built like a brick wall with a soft under bite. He was quiet and kept to himself, but was kind to who so ever struck conversation. His name was Ace and he could make you any drink you wanted so long as there was liquor in the bar.
 
She would flirt constantly, she loved messing with him. Her bust was massive, and it was a titanic effort to keep herself covered. In reality, it drove him mad.
 
He would never outwardly show that she tormented him, always keeping his eyes level with hers when she came to the bar. But he was very interested in her, even willing to break his "never date a coworker" rule for her. But she was always talk, she was all talk with everyone.
 
The restaurant had parties for the staff, and she would always start speaking more to him.
 
"Back for another?" On the clock or not, Ace never let anyone behind the bar if he was there. This included the parties. He was cleaning a glass when Juniper came over with her empty glass.
 
"You always want to talk." He replied as he set the glass in his hand aside before taking hers, "What this time, sugar?"
 
He nodded and made her a glass sized version of the shot, which would easily construed as a quadruple shot. "You got a ride home tonight?"
 
"Just as long as you're safe." He said before handing her her glass, "Go slower, ok? You've had more than anyone else so far."
 
She smiled and sat at the bar, keeping him company throughout the rest of the party. She was buzzed, but not slobbering drunk.
 
He didn't mind her company, trying not to look at her choice in party attire. He just kept his eyes on his work or made eye contact with her when she spoke.
 
She felt.. well, strange. She wanted him to look at her, but why? Is it because he was the one guy who wouldn't? Her dress was low cut, with a long slit running up her leg, her hair was done tastefully messy, why wouldn't he stare like the others?
 
Not likely, he thought, there's enough vodka in your drink to stop an elephant. He hummed, "Do you want a stronger drink?"
 
"Why don't you go have some fun, I'm obviously very boring." He told her.
"Ace!" Mike, their feline maitre d, made his way over.
"How's it goin, chief?" Ace greeted, "Almond Joy?"
"Yessir!" Mike grinned before smiling more at Juniper, "Juniper! My! Truly, a beautiful sight~" Ace turned away, fighting his scowl as he made Mike's drink.
 
She giggled a bit. "Always a flatterer, Mike..~" she said. Maybe Ace wasn't interested. Mike being interested helped her a bit, but she still.. felt stuck.
 
"Ah, what kind of man would I be if I walked passed a work of art without admiring?" Mike said. Ace just listened quietly as he mixed the drink.
 
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