"Admit it, Carmilla. You're not as much of a sex god as you make yourself out to be."
Carmilla scoffed, lifting her head and looking towards LaFontaine with a raised eyebrow. "Are you kidding me? I could get any girl in this club, right here, right now." And it was true. Probably.
LaFontaine laughed, leaning back against the seat, their hand resting on Perry's thigh. "You've been single for three years and you expect me to believe that?"
"LaF's right, you know." Danny piped up which only managed to get her a glare from the broody gay. "I haven't seen you with a girl in months and the last girlfriend you had, well… that didn't work out too hot, did it?"
Okay, it didn't. Her last proper girlfriend was a girl called Ell. She was the same age, interested in all the same stuff, and for reasons beyond Carmilla's understanding, ended up cheating on her. After that, she'd kind of given up on relationships, choosing to sleep around instead with any girl that was willing, really.
"Tell you what, Carm. If you can pick up a girl, right here, tonight, we'll stop pestering you. You don't have to take her back to your apartment, nothing like that. Just get her phone number and we're done." LaFontaine proposed, turning their head once Perry spoke up.
"Behave, LaFontaine. This is ridiculous. Carmilla has every right to just sit at home alone, she doesn't need to convince some girl to sleep with her."
The dark haired girl shook her head at that. "Oh, no. I don't 'convince', I don't have to. You know what, LaF? You're on." She stood up and downed the rest of her drink, standing beside the table and looking at the ginger expectantly.
"There's a girl at the bar – long brown hair, side part, blue button up shirt."
That was all Carmilla needed before she strode to the bar. She wasn't going to sleep with the girl, she had absolutely no intention of doing so. She did sleep around, but she wasn't about to do so just for her own honour. Her phone number would suffice. Hell, it didn't even have to be a real one, just something to convince LaFontaine that she was still the sexy seductress she bragged about being.
Carmilla leaned against the bar, right next to where the girl was sat even though she was facing away and talking to some guy that basically looked like the human incarnation of a puppy. In order to make it look at least a little bit more realistic, Carmilla turned slightly and placed her hand on the girl's waist, leaning in close to her ear. "Hey, sweetheart. I'm sorry about this but I have to ask you something."
She was expecting a slap in the face, honestly. What she was not expecting was to come face to face with a ridiculously attractive woman. Innocent-looking, but nonetheless very very attractive. Oh, wow, okay.
"Excuse me?"
Shit, did she say that out loud? Carmilla shook her head once and raised her eyes to meet the other girl's, who at the moment was looking at her with an expression mostly laced with confusion. "Right… Sorry. So, the thing is, my friends don't believe I can pick up girls like I used to and I was kinda wondering if you'd give me a phone number. Totally doesn't have to be real, don't worry."
She looked Carmilla over once and then glanced over her shoulder, probably to the table of redheads that were staring over at them like birds of prey. Carmilla watched her turn and send the guy an apologetic smile, to which he nodded, before she hopped off of the bar stool and grabbed Carmilla's hand, dragging her in the direction of the restrooms.
"Woah, okay. You don't seem like a girl that moves this fast, cupcake." Carmilla remarked, quickening her pace to keep up so she didn't trip over her own feet.
Once they were through the door the girl turned and shrugged a shoulder, grinning bashfully. "I thought I'd give them something to think about, you know? Got anything for me to write that number on?"
Carmilla smirked and produced a napkin from her back pocket. It wasn't as if she'd leave the table unprepared. The girl took it from her and placed it down on the sink counter, looking around for a few seconds before rooting in her bag and pulling out an eyeliner pencil. She watched her write a number followed by her name, which she discovered was Laura, signing it off with a kiss.
Laura turned and held the napkin out towards her, stepping towards Carmilla once she took it from her. "If this is going to work, we have to make it look believable." With that, she unbuttoned the first few buttons of Carmilla's red flannel and proceeded to run her hand through her own hair, messing it up. Her fingers moved to smudge her lipstick and she looked down at her hand before looking back at Carmilla, moving her hand to smudge some of her own lipstick around the edges of the dark haired girl's lips. "Perfect. Though you're gonna have to mess your own hair up before we go out there because that is just too perfect."
Carmilla let out a huff of laughter, running her hand through her hair to muss it up. "Good?" She asked.
Laura yanked the napkin back after unfastening the first few of the buttons on her own shirt. "Good." She replied and nodded, grabbing her hand once again and dragging her in the opposite direction this time, out into the main part of the club. She figured that the gingers would have a pretty good view and she made a show of stopping right outside of the restroom door and pulling Carmilla closer, planting a lingering kiss on her cheek whilst stuffing the napkin into the back pocket of her black jeans. She pulled away and started towards the puppy dog, but not before whispering "It's real."
That left Carmilla grinning to herself as she walked back over to the ginger squad. She pulled the napkin out and waved it in front of LaFontaine's incredulous face before taking a seat and crossing her arms, a smug look taking up residence on her face.
"So what was that about me not being a sex god?"
AN: an au i saw yesterday and wanted to play around with. i'm really into the whole au of carmilla being friends with the ginger squad as well as laura, and for this it just worked out better to use carmilla. also lafontaine/carmilla are my brotp so that had to be included.