The vodka burned as Yn gulped it down. She was a little nervous for tonight and a little alcohol always helped settle her nerves. As she flipped the shot glass and put it back on the counter, she felt hands slip around her waist from behind.
“How are you feeling, my love?” Hana asked nuzzling into her neck.
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