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Duelist
owner of ‘The Armory’ Dueling club
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Alanna
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Post by Korinna Chevalier on May 2, 2024 16:28:19 GMT -8
Predawn
One would think that by forty one would be too old for late night, drunken escapades. Korinna was never one to fall in line though. After a very late night of drinking Korinna had fallen into bed with a stranger, then fallen asleep. Two hours later she awoke as the sun was rising, still a touch or seven drunk, and snuck out. Sure, maybe they could've gone another round, but was it worth it? Who knew! Korinna wasn't going to roll those dice and decided it was better to just avoid any potentially awkward conversation. Very carefully she tried to figure out how to leave the unfamiliar abode. Taking longer than a sober woman would Korina found the exit and slipped outside, closing the door behind her.Without bothering to put her shoes back on Korinna started her adventure home. She was a born and breed farm girl from Canada, of course shoes were optional in her world. She probably looked an odd sight, a woman of her age, still buzzed from the night before, in a 'going out' dress, her wand left back at home, Korinna held her heels in one hand, her tiny sparkly purse in the other.
Yeah she knew she would attract some attention, but she was simply out of fucks to give.
Tags: None Notes: Open to anyone who wants to meet Korinna at any point on her way home.
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