( sara is definitely, definitely having a good time by now, uncharacteristically tipsy from the golden-tinged whiskeys-on-the-rocks she's been tossing back like a pro. it's a funny feeling, getting drunk so easily when you can normally drink a muscled man three times your size under the table and still come out of it with the mental capacity to take down a room full of men in a bar brawl.
there's a bare toe poking at her equally-bare arm that gets her attention, and she turns her head to locate the person said foot is attached to and finds herself pleasantly surprised; blue eyes wander over fitted pants, a bare midriff, a bra that shows off killer cleavage, and —
oh hey. sara knows that face, even though everything that's not jyn's face swims out-of-focus. her lips curl into a pleased smirk as she very helpfully answers, ) Pretty sure there's a bunch of beds so people can get to know each other a little better.
i die. tents obviously
there's a bare toe poking at her equally-bare arm that gets her attention, and she turns her head to locate the person said foot is attached to and finds herself pleasantly surprised; blue eyes wander over fitted pants, a bare midriff, a bra that shows off killer cleavage, and —
oh hey. sara knows that face, even though everything that's not jyn's face swims out-of-focus. her lips curl into a pleased smirk as she very helpfully answers, ) Pretty sure there's a bunch of beds so people can get to know each other a little better.