Lip gloss? Oh, right. Standing near the door, Ashleigh's mind drifted towards her suitcase, where she had haphazardly packed some makeup products without regard for proper placement. She wasn't a big makeup girl, so she hadn't even thought to use it. In fact, she had never even bought it for herself. People just bought it for her because she was a girl, and that's what she was supposed to use. Huh... Maybe Verona can teach me or something. "Ahh, fuck it," she laughed, smirking at her friend. "I feel like an eleven outta ten. I'll risk it." Now, with Verona at the door and asking if she was ready, Ashleigh nodded eagerly and opened the door, allowing the two to step out and head down to the bar area.
Down at the bar area, Ashleigh eagerly scoped out the patrons, tapping her foot on the ground as she did. Unfortunately, a resort bar was still a bar, so there was a big bouncer guy standing there with his arms crossed and his eyes looking around lazily. She was almost disappointed that he didn't have sunglasses to complete the look, but they would be pretty douchey to wear inside. Okay, so she knew she looked a bit older than the fifteen she really was. Sure, she didn't have the grown-up make-up like Verona, but she had a couple nice assets that gave the appearance of legality. Unfortunately, that ID that showed actual legality was not something she owned. Gazing covertly over at Verona, she murmured, "Should we try our luck, or get fake IDs?" Would it be worth it to risk it? If they failed, it'd be impossible to get back in. The big question was WWVD: What Would Verona Do?
