#i’m writing a ship that doesn’t include jackie and/or gigi everyone cheer

[aqpippin]

wip wednesday —

sipped her like an old fashioned

Tia turns on her bar stool to survey the hotel bar, casting her eye over the other patrons, and when she doesn't see what she’s looking for, turns back to her drink.

The bartender puts another espresso martini in front of her, then gestures down the bar.

“From her.” Tia looks over at the woman - tall, blonde, milky skin and perfectly carved cheekbones. She raises the glass toward her and takes a sip.

Not a minute later, the same woman is casually sliding onto the empty barstool next to Tia, “can I join you?” The accent makes her stomach flip.

“Of course,” Tia says politely before indicating to her drink, “thank you for this.”

“You’re not from here?”

“What on earth gave it away?” Tia replies with a soft smirk.

The woman smiles at her - bright, open, nothing to hide, “are you on vacation, then?”

“Mm-mm, here for work,” Tia replies after a short sip, “I live in London.”