Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26543176-20140211071337/@comment-7497475-20140214061611

Raising an eyebrow as she opened the bottle, Noir just looked at him.

"Call me Noir, not sweetie. Or if you really want you can call me the Black Angel. I don't care which, but you won't call me sweetie."

Tilting the bottle back, she drank a good deal of the vodka. It was good quality, despite the persistent bartender.

''Oh well, the quality is the good part. Even if I have to deal with guys like him.''