Sneak out? How the fuck was she supposed to manage that? This bar was very much a Magpies structure, dating back to at least when her father had been on the team. Some of it's interior had changed, but Odette still remembered some of it from when her father used to bring her here. There was no sneaking out when fans were involved, so all she could manage was a surly response to Seth flicked in between her smiles to everyone else.
How exactly had he managed to drag her in here? Literally. There were no doubt large holes now formed in the base of her heels from the amount of protest she had put up before getting forced here. Stupid Seth, stupid Thomas---
Thomas! Her eyes narrowed at the sight of his blurry hair, though she quickly sought to smother it. Now, that wasn't right. She had said (more like verbally abused) her peace about his little stunt, and the outcome of the game had been a win, so.... the right thing to do would be to celebrate. She supposed.
Letting out a short huff, Odette jumped from her chair. Well she couldn't be over here with Seth while everyone else was over there. That would be poor celebrating. Not to mention bad press for any that thought to make something out of it. Plus, the thought of even alluding to her and Seth drinking without a group setting felt like something she was not quite ready to experience.
Bumping herself next to Billie, Odette quickly pushed some hair back out of her face as she snatched her drink from Seth's hands. She made sure to at least send out a generally unpleasant glare before raising her drink with a trained smile. "To our first win of the season."
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