<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c8/97/24/c89724ed8e1a4fa77c8a9d7e3aaabf38.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Chelsea Dormer (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=293586.msg14406591#msg14406591)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>20:30 | Sunday, June 1st<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Lanai<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Working<br/><strong>Content Rating:</strong>Light<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>C.J.; Mick; Sophia<br/><hr/><br/>She beamed brightly when Mick agreed to join them, and licked the inside of her wrist, salting it before picking up her shot with the other hand.  "To making this the best damn season Serenity's ever seen!"  She lapped the salt from her wrist and downed the shot, shuddering even as she swallowed and grabbed a lime wedge to shove in her mouth, muffling her soft whimper-groan.  Tequila wasn't her first choice of alcohol, it always gave her the twitches, but she wasn't one to turn down a challenge or dare.  As her twice broken right ulna could attest to.<br/><br/>"Mmmm-mmmlaaah!  Blech!"  She plucked the desiccated citrus from her mouth, having sucked it dry and jumped a bit in place while dropping it into the trashcan nearby.  "I swear, tequila was invented by masochists.  Or maybe it was sadists.  Either way, it's pure, distilled evil."  She giggled and gathered the empty shot glasses to carry them toward the sink, calling back to the other three.  "Y'all try to enjoy yourselves....that means you, C.J. and Mick.  I know Sophia doesn't need any encouragement on that front."  Her toned, golden legs drew eyes from those standing at the bar as she stretched up to grab a clean towel off a shelf, her black romper (https://item4.tradesy.com/images/black-ruffle-low-cut-backless-open-strap-tassel-tie-boho-short-romperjumpsuit-size-4-s-22231618-3-2.jpg?width=720&height=960) riding up higher on her thighs.<br/><br/>She hummed and swayed along with the music as she began swiftly and meticulously cleaning the dishes that had gathered in the bar sink, turning the glasses upside down on the drainage mat beside it.  Her hips twisted and rocked with the beat, and she frequently rocked up on the toes of her flats, fighting the urge to twirl but only barely.  Truth was, she was thrilled the season had started.  She loved working at Serenity, loved the guests and the energy of the place when it was really hoppin'.  It couldn't have been more different than the small-minded, provincial, boring place where she'd grown up.  A place she couldn't seem to banish from her speech, but had thoroughly rooted out of her heart long ago.