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</div></div><br/><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">It was safe to say that Zo had never been so mortified. All she needed was a big black hole to swallow her up. As her gaze reached the woman before her, it was clear that she was from the rougher side of town. A part of her was almost concerned someone would pull up beside them. It was clear that her gaze lingered, she was attractive and a complete contrast of what Zo was used to. Thanks to the alcohol in her system, Zo was already feeling far looser than she had in some time. The low golden light littering the street was just enough for Zo to notice the hint of a smirk threatening the stranger's lips, well, it was rather amusing. The woman may have laughed if it wasn't so mortifying. Somehow, the comment from the saviour of her... rather devious purchase caused a nervous laugh to slip from her lips, a little coarse and clearly on edge. The shame of the situation caused her blush to swell before she glanced down, attempting to avoid any judgement. <br/>
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"Right," Of course it'd be hers, not to mention it was pretty clear she just dropped the majority of her purse contents. A genuine chuckle escaped her in a bubble of warmth, "Yeah, she's a bit of a force to be reckoned with. I feared for my life when she took me into the shop." As the woman offered her toy back to her, Zoe offered a rather sheepish smile that refused to slip from her lips. "Thanks for uh.. saving it. Yeah... I don't think I'm going to use it." Thanks to her potion of truth earlier in the night, the blonde shook her head slightly, "I don't even know how it works." With a few moments, she'd shoved it down into the safe, concealed depths of her trusty leather handbag. The poor thing had been beaten and overused, now it held a weapon of great destruction, or so it seemed.<br/>
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Zoe's gaze narrowed as she heard the woman mention she was somewhat confused with how Zoe appeared, what on earth did she mean? "DP?" The blonde was clearly confused, "Desperate and petty? Well, I mean.. I just uh... Okay I've never used one of these things, but my friend convinced me to buy one and she told me this was perfect. I assume it just rubs on top right?" It hadn't even come up in her mind where the shorter side may go, it just wasn't something she'd ever thought about. "I don't think I'll be using it, I mostly bought it to shut my friend up." A slightly weak smile crossed her lips as her blue orbs began to glisten slightly in the light. There was something enticing about the woman before her; she genuinely wanted to speak to her further. <br/>
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"I haven't seen you around here before, I'm Zoella," The blonde offered a hint of a smile. Her attention was diverted as a car set down the bridge, honking as it drove past them. With a huff and roll of her eyes, the female glanced back to her new companion. "Assholes. Anyway.. You want to get a drink? I know it's a bit abrupt but.. I'm not done tonight and I could use some company, aside from the deformed dildo." Just as she was talking, beaten up ford truck that had passed them once seemed to drive past a second time. Zo watched the car, noticing how it was slowing down as it drew closer to them. In an instant, she dug into her bag and rummaged for her new weapon. It's like the drinking gremlin inside of her was taking over. In a second, she hurled the dildo at the truck before lunging forward and grabbing the woman's hand. "Let's go!" Clearly, she wasn't used to doing anything of the sort. The windshield had cracked some, and the two men inside were already slipping out of the truck as Zo took the woman's hand. It was a warm, yet firm grasp as she led the woman with a surprisingly quick rush back into the city.<br/>
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It was almost thrilling to feel the rush of having done something she would usually shy away from. "I can't believe I just did that," A genuine laugh slipped from her lips as she glanced behind them, "did we lose them?" Soft pants escaped her, they had passed through some alleys and clearly moved some distance. From what she could see, the men most likely weren't too bothered with chasing them down. Suddenly a warm laugh escaped her lips, "Do you think they'll throw the penal code at me?" Zo felt rather amused by her thought as she assessed the way her clothes had handled the run. At least she wore her sneakers and not her heels. As they'd run, her shirt had shifted slightly to reveal a hint of curved flesh. It was fixed with a small tug, as was the way her already short skirt was riding up. Why was she dressed in such a way? For tips. It also helped her embrace a far more... sexual side than she was used to. </span>