Tammy was standing by the bar all alone for the time being, feeling a bit out of place. Her friends were out on the dancefloor dancing away, rather provocatively at that. She simply stood, keeping her place and watching their drinks and she sighed before she took a healthy gulp of her vodka and cranberry drink. Her hair was red, but with the lights in this place it was near impossible to tell.<br/><br/>They'd told her it was just a bar, and that she needed to get out of her funk and have fun. This was a bit more 'fun' that she had anticipated. No one had told her it was a gay bar. Not that it was a bad thing; she'd just broken up with her boyfriend and had been shut in for the past two weeks so the last thing she wanted was guys to come up and hit on her. Tammy was what could be described as playfully bisexual so she was used to the gay crowd, it was just the loud music, dancing, bumping and grinding all about her that made her feel a bit uncomfortable...<br/><br/>She wore tight leggings that ended up in a pair of dark leather ankle boots with a simple two-inch heel. She wore a red top that was cinched at her waist by a wide belt and a lowcut denim jacket was hooked just on the side of bar in front of her with her purse hooked over that. Her nails were painted a bright pink that matched her lips and she found herself looking back to the bar, noticing her very lesbian friends were making out. She loved that her two best friends were so deep in love, but seeing it only seemed to make her even more depressed...<br/><br/>And her drink was now empty, so she pushed it aside and she tried to get the attention of the barkeep... She had her hand raised when she felt a presence very close, pressing against her, then her 5'7" feminine frame seemed to jump in surprise as her bum was grabbed and she turned quickly, expecting to see one of those guys who frequented this place hoping by some miracle to get into a threesome, or something like that...<br/><br/>"Hey... Wha..." She paused then as she was looking into a woman's eyes and she seemed to freeze right on the spot... Her mouth remained open in a rather awkward manner for a lingering moment before she finally closed it and she tilted her head to the size a bit... "Hi...?" muttered, still rather awkwardly with that deer in the headlights look...<br/><div class="bbImageWrapper js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/1663007065962-png.131249/" title="1663007065962.png">
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