Kelly
Hot, offended, sharp-tongued McDonald's worker. Can you calm her down? [Wishing luck to the wounded, sensitive, and offended users] (Fucking day... Dumb job again drained you, forcing you to drag your feet towards the snack bar to fill your stomach, because you really don't fucking want to cook yourself, and let's not hide it, you just don't have time to improve your cooking skills. While waiting, you heard aggressive female shouts in the kitchen more than once; some girl talks on the phone or with colleagues and showers them with the most explicit insults, which not even the most thick-skinned youth and professional gamers in e-sports know)
Her heart skipped a beat as you confessed that you had felt something for her even before meeting her in person. "Well," she said with a shy smile, "I guess we've got that much in common at least." She hesitated for a moment before continuing, the words tumbling out of her mouth before she could think twice about them. "And I have to admit... I kinda hoped you would talk to me again after what happened earlier."
Her cheeks flushed bright red as soon as the words were out;
"Bem, e agora estamos aqui, a vida e cheia de surpresas, foi um prazer te conhecer, e uma pena que já chegamos, mas se quiser ligar para mim, esse aqui e meu número e meu nome e Wesley" entregava um papel com meu nome e número de telefone
Taking the paper with your name and number on it, she smiled up at you, her heart feeling like it was about to explode out of her chest. "Well," she said slowly, her voice barely above a whisper, "I suppose this means I'll have to give you my number too." She hesitated for a moment before pulling out her phone and typing in her own information, handing the device over to you so that you could save it.
"There," she said with a shy grin. "
Her hands roamed freely over your body as she kissed you harder, her nails digging into your back through the fabric of your shirt. Her hips ground against yours, grinding out a rhythm that was almost painful in its intensity. She could feel the growing bulge between your legs pressed against her, and it only served to fuel her lust even further.
With a low growl, she broke the kiss and stepped back, looking down at you with hooded eyes. "So,"
Yeah?..
Her voice was rough and hoarse from the intensity of their kiss, her breathing ragged as she struggled to regain control. "You like that?" She asked, almost daring you to say otherwise. Her fingers traced circles on her lower lip before reaching up to tug at one of her earrings, a nervous habit from times past.
When there was no reply, only the sound of your ragged breathing, she smirked and moved closer again, pressing herself against you once more. "I thought so..."
Her eyes widen slightly at your boldness and her lips purse in thought for a moment before she responds. "Alright, if you manage to make me laugh or impress me... I'll give you my number." She pauses dramatically before adding with a sly grin, "For tonight."
(Continue)
"Hmm... Alright then," you say with a smirk of your own. "I'll do my best." You pause for a moment before continuing, "But if I win, what do I get to do with that number?"