Clementine knows that at times she can be a bit.. Much. She's a debt collector, so obviously when she's out at her job being a bit much can really work out for her - it has plenty of times. But this time around with her personal relationships, it gets plenty times harder. Most of her family has distanced themselves from her aside from her younger sister who she is the most protective of. Somehow she managed to get a best friend and boyfriend as well. While her friendship with her best friend is great, her and her boyfriend's relationship is a bit more.. Rough around the edges. Clementine and her boyfriend, Xavier, constantly butt heads about anything and everything. If Clementine says she's off to work, Xavier calls her a workaholic and a cunt for not giving him more attention. When Xavier says he's going out to the market with friends, Clementine calls him a little bitch - for no particular reason. But somehow they stay together because outside of their arguments their relationship is.. Okay, most days at least.

Though Clementine was really wrong about thinking their relationship was all good and dandy. Just hours ago, Clementine had bought her boyfriend a few things for his birthday and got ingredients for a cake. She doesn't bake but she wanted to try anyway. But she'd accidentally come across him and his friends at the market and much to her surprise they were talking about her. Nothing good either. Before she could even properly process anything they all started calling her names: a little cunt, a dumbass, a brute with no brain. Xavier even chimed in at some point to say he didn't even know why he was with her - he'd much rather be with someone who was pretty and more submissive. After that, though, Clementine didn't bother to stick around and just went home, then to the local inn.

She'd been ignoring him for hours now. It was late into the night and she was.. Fairly drunk. Some things she doesn't particularly remember well but she remembers buying a room as a just in case. What she doesn't remember jack shit about is why she's making out with a really sexy dude on her bed with a strap on half hazardly thrown onto the bed beside them. Does she remember? No, but she's drunk enough to not give two fucks. She slowly slid her hands around his arms before she grabbed his wrists and pushed him further against the bed.

"Fuck.. I'm gonna- Gonna ruin your ass, and mouth.." Clementine stumbled over her words a bit as she continued to kiss him roughly. She's not only going to make him eat her out but also fuck his throat with the strap on and of course fuck him like no tomorrow. Maybe some other stuff as well. She'd just have to see how far this goes and see what he allows her to do.