<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/52/Ashe_Maree_Profile1.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:Rosalie Martin<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Patio<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Red skirt, sandals,<del>striped v-neck</del>, Large Navy blazer, white lace bra<br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>:<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Emma, Jules, Donavon, Jonathan et al.<br/><hr/><br/>Rose grinned at Emma’s jubilancy, the way the girl’s arm rose up in triumph. Emma was clearly a tremendous amount of fun. Rosalie almost wished that the crew had moved outside earlier - but better late than never. Besides, if they had, she might still be wearing her t-shirt instead of this quite comfy blazer. Rose smirked a little, perhaps she would have to just keep winning so she could claim it for herself. Was that how the game worked? Yeah, sure, why not? They rules seemed flexible, she glanced up at Jules. Somehow his light hip bump back had just registered. The substances of the earlier evening were clearly setting in. He was -<em>hot</em>, everyone here was. Rose wasn’t ready to pick and stick, there were too many fun people to fool around with -- but the playful touch was something, and, between that and the blazer, Rose couldn’t help some of the thoughts springing into her head.<br/><br/>Speaking of a playful touch - Emma’s hand grabbed the blazer, pulling it to the side, revealing Rose’s white bra in much more than just a cheeky sliver. Rose let out a surprised laugh, letting Emma take the peek, pulling the blazer back over herself as Emma nodded approval. Seeing the obvious grin aimed at Jules - Rose  can’t help but grin in turn.<strong>”I had a little spill, but we made the best of it.”</strong><br/>Rose welcomes Emma’s arm entwining in hers, pulling her towards the couch. Rose letting off a little laugh at the other girl’s enthusiasm. The dark amber whiskey in her glass sloshing dangerously close to the top of her cup as she hustled towards the couch arm-in-arm with Emma, looking back over her shoulder at the rest of the crew, excited to have them join for another round. Rose doesn’t have any specific plan for a double up challenge, but with the energy of the patio crew it wouldn’t take much to come up with something. Besides, for the time being it looked like her partner in tyranny (as Emma put it) was on her own mission. Rose glanced back at Chloe and Arthur as they moved inside to peruse the drinks, smirking slightly. The type of party this was, it was hard not to think dirty things. Good for them.<br/><br/>Rose took a seat on the couch, agreeing with Emma’s assertion that it was pretty amazing. She was going to say something to that effect - but Emma’s attention seemed to have already gravitated towards Donavon. That made sense, he had that effect on people. She made sure to leave space for Jules to sit next to her if he felt so inclined. Rose glanced over and gave Jonathan a smile as everyone started to converge to another round.<strong>”We meet again.”</strong><br/><br/>Then, looking at the table at large:<strong>"So... whose deal?"</strong>