Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20190117013150/@comment-13488655-20190223044329

"Don't worry. I bet she wouldn't even last ten minutes. Then we can bond." Ambra whispered to her daughter with a confident smile and a thumbs  up before slamming the lien from her pocket onto the counter.

"Let's see if you're all talk or not honey! Bartender? Absinthe! Ten bottles!"