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"W-What? Paid good money-?" Rebecca tensed up, nearly falling out of the bed as she went to check her bank account. Of course the headache was complicating things, she kept getting errors before she could find what she was looking for. "What happened last night? Where am I??"

She caught them, nonchalantly lifting her legs up to slide her panties back on. "Where'd you find them? Or were you the the one you klept them~?" Rebecca smirked before crossing her legs and holding her aching head.

"I fucking love it~." The merc winked, squeezing the taller woman's hand that was holding her own. "Soooo‐" Becca hummed as she slid in nice and close, hugging the runner's arm and looking up at her with half-lidded eyes. "Where we goin' cutie~? You got a ride outside?"

As cheesy as the runner's move was, it still brought a blush on Becca's face as her hand was kissed, chuckling afterwards. "Woah, didn't know I was going on a date with Prince Charming over here~." She'd tease, rotating her wrist after her hand was kissed to hold Kat's chin.

"I don't wear pants, ya gonk-." Rebecca kicked a stray can off the bed, unintentionally flashing the other. "The real question is.... where the hell is my underwear?"

"You got a gig for me?" Rebecca paused for a moment, dropping the can and attempting to recompose herself a bit. "hhmm..." It was hard to focus with this killer headache. "Details?" She asked plainly, making her way to sit on the edge of the bed and crossing her legs.

"Blegh... don't laugh at me, bitch...." Rebecca sank back into the bed, covering her face with the booze-stained pillow to hide from the bright light that made her head ache.

"Hh..uh.." Rebecca went to reach for her pistol underneath her pillow, but ended up pushing it behind the bed, the sound of it hitting the ground making her flinch. "Who are you?? Did we.... y'know..." She sloppily pointed an empty beer can in Olivia's direction instead-.

"Oh shit....I didn't mean to trash your room, hehe...." A guilty grin formed on her lips as she playfully kicked David's back. "Does that mean I'm free for the day?"

"You gonna send me your deets then, Choomba~?" Becca purred, taking the taller woman's arm and twirling around it playfully. "I think we'd make great partners in more ways than one~." Rebecca looked up into those intimidating eyes of the other's, a wide smirk on her face.

The merc grumpily kicked the rest of the cans off the bed before sitting up straight and tucking in her knees underneath David's Jacket that was draped over her. "Hmm...'Sides a nice hot shower, some grub would be nice...Where are we anyway? You gonna call the rest of the crew?"

She took the glass of water downing it quickly like a dehydrated fun-sized sponge. "It's probably from the hangover, ya dork!" She barked back, throwing the empty glass in his direction.