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“Listen, Pomni, you have to get out more,” Ragatha said with a sigh as they walked into Pomni’s apartment, “You’re working yourself to the bone and you literally radiate stress.”
“I’m fine, Ragatha,” Pomni sighed as she dropped her bag down next to the door and kicked off her loafers. “I didn’t invite you here for your nagging anyway,” She shrugged her blazer off and draped it over the couch.
“Look at you though! You look like you’ve been run over by at least five cars,” Ragatha gestured at her as she carefully placed her flats beside the door. The doll then walked into the kitchen and started rummaging through the fridge.
“Wow, thanks,” Pomni’s voice radiated sarcasm. She started unbuttoning her shirt as she walked into her bedroom. The sound of pots and pans being moved around in the kitchen was slightly muffled by the bedroom door as Pomni got changed into something more comfortable, a sweatshirt and some pajama pants.
“Ragatha, where’s your stuff?” Pomni asked as she walked out of her room.
“Oh! Uh, we’re going to go to Gangle’s place after we eat,” Ragatha said, not turning to Pomni as she started preparing what appeared to be breakfast. Pomni never really had much in the fridge since cooking was a hazard for her.
“Okayy… and you didn’t tell me this, why?” Pomni walked over to the kitchen island and took a seat on one of the stools.
“W-Well…” Ragatha bit her lip as she looked down at the eggs in her pan, “We wanted to give you another makeover.”
“You’ve gotta be kidding me,” Pomni rested her forehead on the island counter.
“I-It’s not a dress this time I swear!” Ragatha then added the eggs to a plate with some hashbrowns she had heated up. “Also you need more food in here,” Ragatha placed the plate in front of Pomni.
The jester sat up and started absently poking at and eating the food presented to her, “You said we could have a movie night.” She mumbled between bites.
“A-And we will! Just not today,” Ragatha gave her a huge smile.
“Fine but you have to sit through a true crime documentary with me then,” Pomni’s eyes looked up at Ragatha through her eyelashes without tilting her head.
“That’s…. Fine…” Ragatha said hesitantly.
Pomni let out a sigh as she leaned back in the stool, temporarily forgetting that there wasn’t a backrest and almost tipping backwards. “I see the look on your face, what else do you have planned?” Pomni squinted at her.
Ragatha laughed nervously, “A girl’s night, that’s all. Apparently Gangle met someone she really likes so… we were going to meet them.”
Pomni let out a groan as she finished the last of the simple meal and got up, walking to the sink to wash her dish, “So I have to get changed again?”
“No you’ll do fine, they won’t see you until after you’re ready,” Ragatha smiled sweetly at her.
Pomni placed the dish next to the sink to dry before turning to look back at her friend. She studied her face as if looking for any other hidden things she wasn’t being told.
“I’ll drive so you can drink, how about that?” Ragatha squirmed a bit under her stare.
“Alright,” Pomni pushed off the sink counter and trudged her way back to the door.
“It’ll be fun, I promise,” Ragatha slipped her shoes back on and Pomni pushed on a pair of slip ons.
The ride to Gangle’s apartment was uneventful. She lived just inside the city so parking was an absolute nightmare. Ragatha ended up dropping Pomni off at the entrance of the building since they rounded the block four times and no spots opened up. Pomni tried to tell her that it was okay and she didn’t mind walking but then was promptly kicked out of the car.
Pomni couldn’t help the sighs of mild frustration that kept passing through her lips. She pressed the little keycard for Gangle’s building up to the receiver, both herself and Ragatha had one. The stairs were still dingy, the lights were still flickering, Gangle really needed to move somewhere safer or at least less run down. Once she arrived at apartment 12B she didn’t even knock on the door and just opened it. The soft sound of EDM music played way too quietly filled the air around her.
She shoved her hands into her pants pockets and made her way inside the apartment, closing the door behind her, “Gangle?”
“Pomni!” Gangle came running over, she looked very… decked out for lack of a better word. She was covered in neons and revealing pieces, including some false eyelashes with pinks and blues scattered in them. “Aren’t you so excited for today?!” Gangle grabbed one of Pomni’s hands and dragged her to the bedroom.
“Uhh aren’t we just meeting your crush or whatever?” Pomni asked. Gangle’s eyes widened for a moment before recognition flashed on her mask.
“Oh! Yeah! That’s what we’re doing, mhmm,” Gangle pushed Pomni to sit on the bed.
“I feel like-”
“Now, put this on,” Gangle dropped a bunch of fabric next to Pomni. It was at that moment that Ragatha joined them, carrying a duffle bag that she usually used for overnighting.
Pomni reached out and picked up a piece, a fishnet leotard, “I am not wearing this.”
“Oh yes you are,” Gangle said, walking over.
“You know I won’t look good in something like this.”
“But you will,” Ragatha said, placing her duffle bag down and walking over to Pomni. “You said we could play dress up, so dress up, or are we going to have to force you into it?”
Pomni glared at Ragatha for a moment who mimicked her look back to her before she gave a sigh of defeat. Pomni stood up from the bed and stripped her clothes down to her underwear before grabbing the fishnet leotard.
“It will look better without underwear,” Gangle commented. Behind Gangle, Ragatha was also getting changed.
“I- you know what, sure whatever,” Pomni tugged off her bra and shoved down her panties before stepping into the leotard and pulling it up over her body, sliding her arms in the sleeves. She tried not to acknowledge how the fishnets didn’t really cover anything at all but that’s what the other pieces were for. The tube top was a light fit and didn’t leave much to the imagination, the key on the front reflected the lights in the room against it’s holographic fabric.
The black jean shorts were a little more difficult to get up her legs and Gangle helped to make sure the fishnet wasn’t pulling anywhere too much. Pomni sat down on the bed, figuring that was the end of it but then Gangle pulled out a bag and positioned herself in front of Pomni. Accessory time, Pomni let Gangle put things on her like she was a doll, fishnet stockings, arm warmers, leg warmers. The pieces were a deep black with bright neon eyes scattered all over them, it was pretty cute but not something she’d usually wear.
Gangle then snapped a spiked choker around her neck, placed a matching bow in her hair and took a step back, looking Pomni up and down. “I feel like it needs something else…” Gangle murmured.
“I found this with the matching male outfit at the store, I wasn’t sure if we should have gotten it but I grabbed it anyway,” Ragatha threw a plush pin at Gangle, a black rabbit with the same neon eye pattern as everything else she had on.
“I think I have purple temporary hair dye from the time we did the Princess Jellyfish costume,” Gangle walked over to her vanity and pulled open a few drawers. She walked back over to Pomni and clipped the pin on one of the belt loops of her shorts. Ragatha came over then and wrapped a towel around Pomni’s shoulders and covered Pomni’s face with her hands. The sound of the spray can was all that was heard in the room as the tips of Pomni’s hair became a bright lavender.
Once that was done Ragatha went to the bathroom to toss the towel in a hamper and wash her hands. Gangle took another step back and examined Pomni again. The jester looked unamused in her getup, she felt pretty exposed. She could see her nipples poking against the tube top.
“Look at yourself in the mirror,” Gangle moved over to pull her bedroom door closed so the full length mirror was exposed.
Pomni rolled her eyes before she got up and walked over to look at herself. Her eyes widened a bit as she twisted her body around a few times. She couldn’t deny that she looked good. She reached her hand up and fluffed her hair out a bit so it wouldn’t be stiff from the spray dye.
Ragatha came out of the bathroom after a bit and she was dressed equally as revealing in a leather skirt and top combo. “Alright, girls, let’s go party!” Ragatha said, grabbing Pomni’s hand and dragging her to the front door.
“W-Wait party?” Pomni looked completely baffled.
“You forgot her shoes!” Gangle yelled, running over with some black platform slip ons. She placed them down on the floor and Pomni begrudgingly stepped into them.
“Is this why you said I needed to get out more?” Pomni asked as Ragatha started dragging her back to the stairwell. Gangle locked up the door before catching up.
“I-I tried to ease you into it but you didn’t really seem like you were excited about it so…” Ragatha let out a nervous laugh as she gripped onto Pomni’s hand.
“We got tickets for this so if we told you about it you would have known to hide from us today,” Gangle giggled.
The three of them walked together on the sidewalk. They were catching glances from people as they walked but there were a few other people walking around in similar outfits heading in the same direction they were.
“Sooo, where are we going?” Pomni asked, it wasn’t like she could get away. Ragatha was holding her left hand while Gangle had her right.
“A rave! The person I’ve been talking to is in charge of the bar there so we got free tickets,” Gangle was practically jumping with joy, “I really love this place, I think you’ll like it too!”
As they rounded the block there was a large line of people dressed in various rave apparel lined up behind a rope for an underground club. Gangle skipped the line and walked right up to the bouncer, she dug into her pocket and pulled out their tickets. The three of them were let into the bag check. The first thing that security did there was check their IDs. Then they were given a pat down. Her pockets were turned inside out but the only thing Pomni had on her was her phone which had her ID and credit card hidden inside the case.
The soft thumping of the music from inside the club could be heard through the door and when they were let in it was deafeningly loud. “This way!” Gangle yelled, barely loud enough to be heard over the music. She led Ragtha and Pomni to the bar tucked away in the corner. There were a few people around it. The bartender was currently striking up a conversation with a guy on the other side of the bar. “Zooble!” Gangle yelled, the bartender looked over and smiled.
“Excuse me,” Zooble said to the person before walking over to the bar where Gangle had brought them, “Hey, Gangle, are these your friends you were telling me about?”
“Yeah! This is Pomni!” Gangle gestured to her, “And this is Ragatha!” then gestured to Ragatha.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you guys, I’m Zooble,” They seemed to smile with their mismatched eyes, “Can I get you guys anything to drink?”
“Oh my god yes,” Pomni immediately sat down on a stool.
“Pomni needs a lot of liquid courage,” Ragatha said, leaning against the bar.
“Yeah, get me a negroni,” Pomni said, resting her elbows on the bar and crossing her arms.
“You can open a tab on me Zooble,” Gangle said, pulling her card out of her purse.
“It’s fine, I’ve got you tonight,” Zooble turned and started preparing the drink.
Pomni plopped her head against her arms and groaned, the music was already too loud, the lights already too much.
“Come on, Pomni,” Ragtha walked behind her and placed her plush hands on Pomni’s shoulders, starting to message them, “loosen up, have some fun, take your mind off work, dance, maybe blow a guy in the bathroom I don’t know.”
Pomni snorted and sat up, “Why do you think I’d blow a stranger in the bathroom?”
Zooble then slid her drink to her, “Honestly I wouldn’t be surprised if you did it on the dancefloor,” they said, “Stuff like that happens pretty often here, we turn a blind eye to it though.”
“Yeah, Pomni, what about your mild thrills~” Gangle said, waving her little ribbon hands at Pomni.
“Mild thrills doesn’t mean I’m an exhibitionist,” Pomni took a sip of her drink.
“You and I both know that’s a lie,” Ragatha whispered straight into Pomni’s ear. Pomni’s cheeks blushed a bright pink and she then slammed the glass back, drinking the entire thing as if it was a shot before placing the glass carefully back down on the bar.
“I want another,” She said, ignoring Ragatha. Zooble let out a chuckle before starting on that same drink.
The three of them chatted while Zooble occasionally went to serve someone else on the bar. After Pomni had downed about four drinks Ragtha had engaged in conversation with a pretty plastic doll woman near the other side of the bar. Gangle then gasped and grabbed Pomni’s shoulder.
“Look over there Pomni!” She pointed with her ribbon hand. Pomni turned her head slowly, a bit tipsy but she wasn’t so intoxicated that she couldn’t function properly.
“Where?” She asked, looking around in the crowd of people.
“The purple bunny guy! He’s wearing the match to your outfit,” Gangle giggled.
Pomni squinted and scanned the crowd until she saw him. He was grinning down at someone who appeared to be a frog, they were engaged in a conversation. He was actually… pretty cute. The bunny was tall, his ears had sets of two hoop earrings adorning them and a cuff on one. His eyes were a deep onyx surrounded by a bright yellow, eyeliner gracing the bottoms of his eyes. A choker, similar to her own was on his neck, a cross hanging down from the center. He sported a loose crop top with a holographic lock on the front of it, neon colors of closed eyes dripping tears on the sleeves.
The fishnet shirt underneath clung to his body, showing off his waist and belly button piercing. His wrists had so many bracelets on them too. The jeans also clung slightly to the tops of his legs and his legs were long, a belt with neon colored studs held the jeans on his hips. The pattern on the jeans matched the one on her arm and leg warmers but he seemed to have lettering on one leg that she couldn’t make out what it said from a distance. His feet were graced with some black combat boots.
Pomni found herself staring, mostly at his waist. He was so thin and looked so smooth. She wondered vaguely if the purple was fur or just some weird rubbery skin. If it was fur it was probably so soft and velvet smooth. Her eyes trailed back up his body and then her eyes widened to see he was looking directly at her. She whipped around in her seat and faced the bar again, bright pink.
Gangle started giggling beside her as she turned back around on her own stool, “He’s cute, right?” She said, leaning over to Pomni so she could talk lower.
“I need more alcohol,” Pomni said, gently tapping her glass against the bar. Zooble came over with another one already prepared.
“Maybe I should have let you open a tab,” Zooble said, looking at Gangle.
“She can handle her alcohol a bit too well,” Gangle laughed.
Pomni stared down at the drink before downing it all in one go, “Fuck it. I’m going to dance.” She hopped down from the stool.
“I’ll be here with Zooble so meet me here when you’re done,” Gangle smiled.
“Yup,” Pomni shoved her hands in her short pockets before disappearing into the crowd. Though she wasn’t acting like it, this place was somewhere she had been wanting to go. Raves like this were always a good thrill to her, bodies pressing on bodies and people you didn’t know dancing and grinding against you. She shivered just thinking about it but easily slipped into place once she knew she was out of view to her friends.
Her hips swayed to the music, her waist stretching and twisting as she danced. Hands ghosted against the parts of her skin that were revealed to the air as she moved through the crowd No destination in mind but to slip deeper and deeper away in the sea of bodies. She closed her eyes once she found a spot in the crowd she deemed comfortable enough and just let herself go, moving through the rhythm, the bass pumping through her chest.
Pomni didn’t even flinch when a pair of hands drifted to rest on her hips. The person behind her leaned down and spoke softly into her ear, “You look really hot in that.” She shivered slightly and tilted her head toward the voice. It was the guy she had been staring at earlier and she found herself staring again. He chuckled and stood back up, pulling her back against him a bit so they were pressed together.
Just his laugh caused her body to shiver, he was really cute and she felt like they looked like they belonged together. She played into it as she leaned back into him as her body swayed. His hands slid up to her bare waist and his touch felt electric, his fingers purposely catching on the fishnet to drag it a bit. Her hands found his forearms but just rested on them. He slowly slid his hands forward, fingers tracing over her stomach as she swayed her hips with the music.
Maybe she would be giving a guy a blowjob on the dancefloor. She giggled at the thought and he must have taken it as encouragement since his hands moved upward, shamelessly groping her breasts through her top. She leaned her head back against him as they swayed to the music. Now she was kind of regretting not wearing underwear as wetness built between her legs. He leaned his head over a bit to look at her, a cocky grin on his face as his thumbs brushed over her nipples.
“Nothing underneath here?” His voice gave off an air of cockiness, almost demeaning. He leaned down a bit over her so he could say softly, “Does that mean you’re wearing nothing underneath at all?” Pomni shivered and a light blush tinted her cheeks, he smirked as he stood back up a bit, gently pulling on her nipples through the fabric. He was touching her so openly and with so many people around and she was eating up every second of it.
Everywhere he touched made her body feel like it was on fire in the best way possible. She didn’t want him to stop. His left hand slowly slid down and teased around her belly button while his right slipped under her top. A soft gasp passed her lips as his soft hand palmed over her nipple. His arms tightened around her a bit, pulling her closer so she was pressed flush against him, well more like his legs. He really was tall, she tilted her head to look up at him and only then could she see how awkwardly he was bent over to reach her.
It made her feel wanted, the fact that he would do this because he wanted to touch her despite her being so much shorter than he was. His left hand played with the button on her shorts, as if waiting for an objection before he pulled it open, sliding the zipper down. Her breath hitched in anticipation and she tilted her head to the side when she felt his erection pressed up against her cheek. She wasn’t sure if she could get any wetter. His hands shifted from where they were to her waist, he bent further down so his face was by her ear again.
“Can I pick you up?” Her heart started pounding in her chest. That was the big yes or no question really. If she said yes that would mean she was agreeing to do this, here, if she said no she could just walk away. Her eyes scanned the nearby bodies that were paying them no mind, looking for either Ragatha or Gangle.
When she didn’t see them she whispered back to him a very soft, “Yes.” He turned her around before lifting her up by her ass so she could wrap her legs around his waist. His eyes were half lidded as his hands groped the soft flesh beneath him. Her eyes scanned the crowd from her higher vantage point for a moment but then he leaned in and pressed a kiss against the skin exposed right above her choker. She let off a soft gasp as his hands adjusted her so they could grind their hips together.
Her arms moved to wrap around his neck, nails scraping below the back of it as he sucked on her skin before giving it a bite. For a fleeting moment she wondered how she’d cover it up when she went to work tomorrow. His tongue then caressed the aching flesh as he skipped over the choker and placed more bites and kisses to her shoulder. He moved one of his hands to a position that was probably uncomfortable for himself, between them.
His hand slid into the front of her shorts and his finger slid over her slit. Another chuckle passeth through his throat as he lifted his head to whisper in her ear, “So wet… did you get turned on earlier by just looking at me?”
A whimper passed her lips as he suddenly pressed a finger into her clit through her leotard. Her body was suddenly pressed into his as someone accidentally knocked into her back. He tilted his head to kiss her jawline, giving the skin there soft nips but nothing like what he had done to her neck. His hand shifted between her legs and then a finger shoved its way between the openings in the fabric and pressed inside her, not waiting for her to adjust before starting to move in and out. She moaned against him and tilted her face against his head, their cheeks pressing together.
“So hot…” He whispered as he added a second finger. Pomni gripped onto his neck, her back arcing so she pressed against him more. His fingers were slower in their movements as he curled them and moved them inside her, sending warm tingles down her spine. He paused his movements to scissor his fingers inside her a bit before adding it to the mix of moving his fingers in and out of her.
Another person bumped into them and for some reason it just made her more excited. She didn’t really care about anything else, it was just Pomni and the bunny guy. Maybe she should ask him for his number after this. Maybe she should have asked for his name. He didn’t ask for hers so it didn’t really matter.
His fingers curled into her again and he tried to shift the angle despite the confines of her decently tight shorts. “A-Ahh. F-fuck,” She whimpered out, gripping onto the back of his shirt as he hit just the right spot. She could feel his grin against her skin as he started kissing her shoulder again.
“Try not to be too loud, sweetcheeks,” He whispered in her ear as he repeated the motion. Pomni had to bite her lip as she tried not to let out any particularly loud noises. “Tighten your legs,” He whispered, pulling his hand out from her shorts. Her thighs that were around his waist tightened and he let go of her for a moment to slide her shorts down over her ass, exposing just enough of her since they couldn’t go much further without having to fully take them off. He rested a hand on her bare skin, giving a soft grope to her ass as his other hand slipped between them.
He lifted his head from her shoulder for a moment, looking around in the crowd before dipping back down into her shoulder. He undid his belt and pulled open the button and zipper before slipping his hand under the waistband of his boxers. Pomni’s breath caught in her throat, she was really doing this wasn’t she? She was letting him do whatever he wanted with her and it was driving her absolutely mad. She tilted her head to the side and pressed a kiss to the side of his face. A soft gasp came from him and he tilted his head to look her in the eye. His hand fished his erection out of his boxers and he used his other hand to move her down a bit. The hand between them moved to snake under her thigh.
Pomni’s eyes fluttered shut when he lined them up. He made a soft grunt as he let go and reached up to push the fishnet to the side before tugging on it instead, ripping a small part of the fabric. He took himself back in his hand teased the tip around her entrance for a moment. Something felt a bit odd but before she could think about it he pressed the tip inside of her. She gasped at the raw burn of it, her walls contracting around him. That’s what it was, the texture of smooth metal contrasted against the raw burn of skin on skin. He leaned in and connected their lips together as he held her hips pressing her down onto him, the odd bumps of piercings was something she definitely wasn’t used to. She moaned against his mouth and his tongue slipped into the cavern. He adjusted his grip just slightly to pull her legs higher up on him so he could pull her even further down his length.
He let out a soft groan against her lips and she tightened her legs a bit against him. Slowly he started to rock his hips against hers while his hands held her in place. Pomni gripped tightly onto his shirt, her breath taken away as her tongue followed his retreating one into her mouth. He gently sucked on her tongue before biting it. He stumbled for a moment and held her tight to him before continuing his motions. The position made it difficult for him to pull out very far but the waistband of her shorts were rubbing against her clit, sending an electric buzz with each gentle rock of his hips.
His hands gripped more tightly onto her ass, maybe they’d leave finger tip shaped bruises. She let out a louder moan as he started pulling her hips down to meet his, now able to pull a bit further out. He pulled away from the kiss to look at her face. She was sure she probably looked like a mess but with the lustful look in his eyes she couldn’t care less. He pulled her down on him suddenly in a harsh thrust and to mute her loud moan she suddenly bit down on his clothed shoulder.
A choked sound passed his throat and she felt him twitch inside her. His movement only paused for that moment and he looked out around the crowd again for a moment before he started moving both of their hips again. He tilted his head to rest his cheek against the top of her head. Her mouth hadn’t left its spot on her shoulder, muffled moans and whimpers shouted into the fabric of his shirt. He then pushed her onto him in another hard thrust and kept repeating that motion. Her hands scrambled for anything to hold onto, nails digging into his back through his shirt.
He shuddered at the feeling but didn’t halt his movements. He shifted the position of his legs a bit. They were probably getting tired but he still didn’t let up in his movements, his breathing picking up in pace. She could barely hear the smack of his hips into hers over the loud music. Her eyes opened to see the people dancing behind him, too engrossed in what they were doing to pay mind to the two of them.
“H-Hey,” He spoke into her ear, “Touch y-yourself.” He grunted out, moving his hips a little faster. Her right hand snaked down between them to start pressing and rubbing against her clit. Her legs twitching every once in a while from the stimulation as she buried her face onto his shoulder, shifting closer to his neck as her muffled moans were muted by his shirt. She could feel how wet she was as she rubbed her fingers into her clit, she could feel herself growing even wetter with every swipe of her hand and every thrust he pushed into her.
A loud moan came somewhere from the right, catching some people’s attention. At least she didn’t have to think she was the only one doing unspeakable things in public. Her whole body shivered, she wondered if anyone was actually watching them. The thought caused her walls to tighten around him and he let out a choked moan, quickly pressing his head into her shoulder to attempt to muffle it. That’s when she started feeling a building pressure between her legs. She shoved her face back into his shoulder and wrapped her mouth around it.
Pomni’s orgasm hit her hard, she practically screamed into his shoulder as her body shuddered, her walls fluttering around him before harshly contracting over and over. Another choked moan into her shoulder and his hips faltered for a moment as he shoved himself inside her as far as possible, finding his own release inside her. After a moment he started slowly rocking his hips again, riding her through the waves of her orgasm as she moved her lower hand to grip onto the hem of his crop top. He slowed to a stop and just held her there for a moment.
Then his eyes widened as he pulled back to look at her, “S-Shit sorry I didn’t think about a condom.”
Pomni laughed and rested her forehead against his shoulder, “It’s fine, I had fun.” He hummed before lifting her off of him, a soft whimper passing her lips once he left her empty. He carefully lowered her to the floor and helped her fix her shorts before he tucked himself back into his boxers and fixed his pants. Pomni attempted to take a step forward but her knees were weak and she almost fell over. The bunny grabbed her shoulder before she fell.
“I’ll take you back to the bar,” He offered, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. He led her through the crowd, keeping his arm tight around her so she didn’t fall or slip away from him. When they finally got to the less crowded spot outside the dancefloor his grip loosened just slightly but her legs were still as wobbly.
“Pomni! There you are!” Gangle called from the bar, waving over at them, Ragatha sitting beside her looking a bit dejected. The bunny led her over to her friends with a bit of a grin on her face. Her cheeks dusted a light pink, they were going to ask questions.
“I think you lost this,” He said as they reached the bar. Gangle gave her a bit of a knowing look and Pomni looked to the side awkwardly.
“Pomni gets’a guy an’ I just get rejecteddd…” Ragatha whined, speech slurred, body sprawled out over the bar.
“You good?” He then asked, looking down at Pomni.
“U-Uh yeah,” She said, meeting his eyes. He smiled and let go of her but when he turned to walk away she grabbed the side of his pants. She was blushing bright and he was now turned to look at her again. She fished a hand into her pocket and pulled out her phone, handing it to him, “Can I get your number?”
Gangle whistled and Ragatha groaned, dropping her forehead into the bar. The guy looked stunned for a moment before he let out a soft, genuine airy laugh. “Sure,” He took her phone from her and entered his contact information before handing it back. “I’ll see you around, PomPom.” He said with a wink before turning around and disappearing into the crowd.
She looked down at her phone and smiled, the name ‘Jax’ sitting at the top of her message screen. She sent a simple text, ‘Thank You - Pomni’ and then climbed onto the stool beside Gangle. She could only hope that she’d see him again and some time soon.