"No." Agatha easily side steps Rio and heads towards the kitchen. The soft c of Rio`s heels sound as she follows her. "Agatha please." There`s a whine to her voice. Usually Agatha would take advantage of it, tease her a little bit, but she was not in the mood. "I said no. I`m not doing it." Agatha opens the fridge. It`s well stocked, unlike her own, and home cooked meals sit neatly in different conners. She doesn`t care about those. She squats and pushes past all the fruity healthy drinks until she sees what she wants. Beer. It`s Modelo. Not her drink of choice, but it was Rio`s turn to host their weekly get thers, and it was the last one in the fridge. Rio takes the drink from her hands before she can take a sip. "It`s just for tonight," She says. She takes a swig of the drink. "Just a couple of hours. That`s all I ask." Agatha eyes the other woman. Was she ready to debase herself trying to get it back? Rio was only slightly taller than her, but the black heels she wore

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