<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>, Large Navy blazer, white lace bra<br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>: None to note<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: People at the inside game - Donavon, Jules, Diane<br/><hr/><br/>Rose takes Jules jacket. Twirling it around and sliding her arms into the large blazer. She enjoys Jules’ hands helping lift it up and rest it on her shoulders, the long sleeves lose her arms a little, but that’s fine. It doesn’t hide that she is shirtless either which is also fine. It’s teasing a bit of the view, which feels like the whole point of an evening like this, so all in all a trade up from her previous outerwear.<br/><br/>She gives Diane a little wink at Jules promise. She considered teasing about not taking the same oath, but no harm no foul. Besides, the delivery girl looked like she was just starting to get comfortable, what with her flirtatious comments towards Donavon. Rose couldn’t quite get a read on those two - they seemed like they had some sort of history. It was always kind of funny what a small town this actually was. She shook her head a little, it was still wild that Donavon was even<em>here</em>.<br/><br/>She’s brought back to the present by Jules’ wink, giving him a playful smile as she slides off the kitchen counter, enjoying the large loose blazer draped over her shoulders.<strong> “Alright, I’ll come with - but only if you pour me one of those first.” </strong>She points at the glass of bourbon in Jules’ hand, looking back at him and returning his wink. She was a sucker for Jack or the like. The light liquors of earlier had done their job. Time for the real stuff.