✧₊ @killinvoid┊͙ ❝ i am /not/ getting d—- /hmph/. i’m wondering if it’s part of the uniform!! [ usually teasing & composed, NÜWÁNG finds herself more flustered at what he hasn’t said aloud than what he has. (even if that prospect paints.. quite the image in her head.) it can’t be the few sips she’s taken of her drink already, because that would incite more blushing than is socially acceptable, but anyone could look over & see her so distracted by a couple unfastened buttons. oh gods, is she objectifying him?? he’s a sweetheart; she certainly doesn’t want to pull credit where it’s due. & now she’s thinking too hard. not to mention /still/ staring at his chest. brilliant. ] no place i’ve gone to drink has bartenders like you, though. not sociable. they don’t have your.. weird sense. you know what i need, even if i don’t make sense. [ at this point, she’s rambling to the air between them, charging it with annoyingly-obvious static on her end while trying to hold his gaze. is the drink stronger than she thought? her face feels warmer than it should & she’s only had /maybe/ half of it, if that. ] i don’t think i make sense /now/, do i?
