<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/37/AM_Bra.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:Rosalie Martin<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Patio<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><del>Red skirt</del>,<del>sandals</del>,<del>striped v-neck</del>, Large Navy blazer, white lace bra, white lace panties<br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>:<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Donavon<br/><hr/><br/>Rosalie felt her heart thumping in her chest as she worked her way upstairs in Izzy’s house and to the first bed room. She pushed the door open,, reaching over and giving the switch a light flick, wincing a little as the lights came on - even though it was no brighter than anywhere else. A reflex mostly.<br/><br/>She took a deep breath to steady herself - a bit surprised at how much adrenaline she could feel tickler her system. She had hooked up at parties before - hell, she had hooked up with people who were at<em>this</em>party before. She was not a stranger to a fun evening, or even to having some fun with people relatively unknown… but this felt different somehow.<br/><br/>Maybe it was the cards, or randomness. Maybe it was because she had somehow got put in charge of this particular challenge, or maybe it was because she had been the first one to come in here and the next people who walked through that door were entirely out of her control. She had set it up that way, but still - the thought made her heart race.<br/><br/>Rose looked around the room. Izzy’s tastes were immaculate, as always. Simple, classy. Rose reflected that she missed their host… a small part of her had thought that perhaps this would be the time for Izzy and her to connect in a way past the friendly banter at work - but it wasn’t to be. Rose couldn’t pretend to be disappointed for too long.  Chloe, Jules, Emma, Jon, hell - even that new girl Diane were exciting people to get to know better. As Rose’s fingers brushed over the soft blanket tucked neatly on the bed she reflected that she hoped there would be more parties in the future.<br/><br/>Rose looked down at herself, the overly large blazer hanging on her shoulders, the bright white lace peeking out beneath. She smiled, the blazer had done it’s part. She shrugged the large garment off her shoulders, folding it over the arm of the chair in the room. Her heart still felt like it was racing. She took in a breath, wishing that she had taken another deep sip of the whiskey Jules had poured her - maybe he’d bring it up…<br/><br/>Rose let herself sit softly on the bed, facing the door, leaning back and holding herself on her arms. She would make sure she looked in charge for whomever entered the room.<br/><br/>She heard the handle turn, her breath catching slightly as it opened. She was surprised to see Donavon step through the door, but recovered quickly, giving him a sly grin.<br/><br/><strong>”Well! I didn’t really expect to see you! I thought you and that cute delivery girl would be off somewhere making good on those flirts you’ve been flinging back and forth.”</strong>Rose let her eyes wander as she talked. It had been a long time since she’d seen Donavon like this - since he left school to pursue other things and Rose had done her own thing. It brought back memories of other parties and evenings. She shook her head just slightly, looking up at the basketball star, wondering if anyone else would walk through the room - or it if would be fifteen minutes of catch-up time...