22 April 2012
Seph let out a laugh as he restrained her and rolled her eyes. "Okay, fine, I won't dance around you, even if you do make a good pole." She unhooked her leg from where she'd latched it around him as the crowd slowly disperced either to get more alcohol or to just generally slink around. She looked at him with a wicked gleam in her eye as she thought over her options. "Hmmm... now what shall I get you to do, Mr. Biersack..." She said ominously.
"That's because the owners know we're here, it [is a backstage party..." Jake said, seeing the crowd outside disappear and Seph and Andy could be seen... did she have her leg around him? Man, this would be a good photo to annoy him with. Quick as his befuddled mind could he whipped out his phone and took a picture just before her leg lowered. He grinned at the picture and snorted with laughter. "Man, Andy's gonna hate me..."
WWRY (BVB Fanfic) 121. Her Leg • Opuss № I