<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/52/Ashe_Maree_Profile1.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:Rosalie Martin<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Kitchen<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Red skirt, sandals,<del>striped v-neck</del>, white lace bra<br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>: light stripping<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: People at the inside game - Donavon, Jules, Diane<br/><hr/><br/>Rosalie grinned at Diane as she shakily placed the shot on her upper chest, doing her best to keep her breath still to not spill the lightly wobbly glass of liquid. Then, quickly, it capsized. Rose let out a surprised gasp as the liquid spilled over her upper chest, and her neck. Feeling the alcohol seep into the collar of her shirt. That was the problem with body shots - they worked better the fewer clothes you had on. Diane’s apology was adorable and unnecessary, particularly because she worked so hard to clean up her mistake. The girl’s mouth sucking on her clavicle, working up her neck. Diane’s tongue came into play as well,  Rosalie let out a soft gasp in surprise lying on the counter. She didn’t look over at Donovan or Jules, but could only imagine what the two boys were thinking as Diane worked to clean the shot off of her skin. Rose gave Diane a smile as the other girl stepped away.<strong>”Don’t worry about it - I think you did an amazing job.” </strong>A light wink in Diane’s direction as Rose sat back up on the counter, looking down at her shirt, the collar damp and sticking to her skin.<br/><br/>When she looked back up, she caught Jules’ eye, the slight smirk on his face as his blazer was casually draped over his arm. She couldn’t help but smile.<strong>”Well… I wasn’t <em>going</em> to start stripping with my shirt… but a deal is a deal.”</strong>Her eyes traced over all three currently in the room as her fingers played with the bottom of her top. Her legs swung a little as they dangled from the counter, her skirt pulled up high on her upper leg from the way she twisted to sit up.<br/><br/>Rosalie had a little smirk on her face as she started to drag the shirt up her body, making sure to do it slow - swaying her body back and forth slightly,  her eyes looking over her audience. Revealing the bright glittering belly-button piercing, and then - quickly, flipped the shirt up over her bra, exposing the lacy white top she had on. Sure - lacy white was against her usual aesthetic, but that was half the fun of a night like this.<br/><br/>She grinned a little as her bra was exposed, then pulled the shirt up over her head. It felt weird to strip in front of a small group - certainly a new experience. Did it make it weirder that she had won the round and yet was the most exposed? She looked over at Jules, holding out one hand, the other lightly crossing her body.<strong>”Alright, the show is over. I’m ready to be cozy again… for now.</strong>” She smiled at the surrounding crowd, enjoying the thrill of taking of her shirt for this group.