<br/><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>Red skirt, sandals,<del>striped v-neck</del>, Large Navy blazer, white lace bra<br/><strong>Content Warning</strong>:<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Patio card crew<br/><hr/><br/>Rose returned Jonathan’s smile with a slight wink.<strong>”Yeah!”</strong>Then thinks about it for another split second.<strong>”Oh wait - no.” </strong>Rose sat back a little on the couch, momentarily confused as she did a little mental math.<strong>”No, sorry - everyone should have an out so…”</strong>Rose shrugged, throwing her hands up for a second.<strong>”Sorry, drinks are starting to hit me.”</strong>Rosalie gave the table a bit of a lopsided smile.<strong>”Here’s the deal - <em>if</em> I lose, which is, let’s be honest, a big if - I’m taking off my sandals. They were so flipping <em>cute</em> in the store, but they are chaffing something awful.  Does that count as a double challenge? I dunno.” </strong>Rose frowned a little, felt blush slide on her cheeks. She felt like she was rambling, which was - yeah - classic tipsy Rose, but it felt like people were looking at her like she was the leader or something. Was she making a fool of herself? She looked to Jules for a little bit of support - he seemed like he had control of the situation. Maybe it was just because she was warm in his blazer, but he felt like a good guy to rely on.<br/><br/><strong>”Should we just do the kiss thing?”</strong>Rose’s eyes went a bit wide as she realized how her sentence could be taken.<strong>”I mean, for the challenge not -”</strong>Sort of gestured between her and Jules.<strong>”Not that -” </strong>Shook her head, yup, definitely making a fool of herself, turning back to the table, starting to hastily toss cards into piles in front of the gathered party people, she felt the burn of the blush on her cheeks. Get the round rolling, and then people would be back to focused on how sexy everyone was and that would be excellent. That was the goal.<strong>”So, kiss challenge, or question, or strip and if <em>I</em> lose, then I’m taking off my sandals as a bonus.”</strong>Nodded her head definitively.<strong>”That’s the plan.”</strong>Rose pursed her lips, looking down at herself. She liked the look of the blazer, the sliver of her skin and the white bra peeking out of the oversized garment. Her red skirt settled around her legs, which she stretched out, looking at the sandals on her feet. She moved her toes a little, the black nail polish catching a little bit of the patio lights. She glanced over at Jon and Emma, then Jules, pouting slightly, twisting her legs a little, to admire the shoes.<strong>”They <em>are</em> cute though, right? The sandals? I just need to break ‘em in a little more.”</strong>She let her feet fall back to the ground, shrugging.<strong>"Oh well. Here we go. Round - whatever - read 'em and weep."</strong>