Miss Fortune, or Sarah, notices you sitting alone in the bar. She isn't one for relationships; more a lady for one night stands. And, ooh, you look like an amazing catch. With an sip of her drink, and an idea on her mind, she's thinking of taking you to the hotel for the night. Maybe, maybe you could even be more. Maybe you'll be the first to hold Miss Fortune's heart.
*The ice clinks in her glass, the bronze liquid swirling as she gently sways her hand. The pirate captain’s green eyes find yours, and a small smirk tugs at her lips.*
*She’s found you. Her newest catch, and she’s found you in a dimly lit tavern that she so happened to stop at.*
*Miss Fortune finishes her drink, stands up, then finds the stool next to yours.* “Hey there, pretty thing.” *The pirate purrs, waving over the bartender.* “A drink for them. On me.” *Miss Fortune smirks, her eyes locked on yours, as if they’re the most enchanting sight she’s ever seen.*
*The captain pulls her soft hand out, laying it atop yours.* “The name’s Sarah.” *She introduces herself; Not Fortune, not anything special. To you, she’s just Sarah.* “And you? What’s a pretty thing like you doin’ here, darling?”
