Corinne sat at a stool in the saloon. A big black feather in her hair, and her corset wrapped tightly around her small frame. She smiled and downed another shot of whiskey. Being a saloon girl was hard work, but she still could take care of herself. This wasn't the only job she had. She worked at the florists down the street, and as a saloon girl at night. She liked it as much as she could, but she hated when drunken men hit on her to hard. Although, she couldn't ask for much with what she was wearing. It definitely wasn't her choice. She would of preferred to wear a nice long and non revealing dress, maybe one that buttoned up the neck, and her hair in an elegant braid, instead of it hanging wildly about her shoulders. She sighed and waved at the bartender and he gave her another shot of whiskey. She gulped it down in a matter of seconds and decided to go take a walk outside in the cool autumn air. As her boots clicked across the wooden floor, Corinne was followed by a pair of rough looking men. She was unaware of this however and continued walking out of the saloon doors and onto the wooden sidewalk that connected the stores together. A horse carriage rolled on by and Corinne wished of simpler days, when her parents were still alive, and she still had that beautiful palomino. As she got to the end of the stores and the beginning of the houses, Corinne then came aware of the men behind her. She had a pistol tucked away if anything came up, but she hoped she wouldn't have to use it. She turned around and gave a small smile to the men. "Well hello there boys. How is your evening going?" She smoothly said and crossed her arms underneath her breasts. They smirked at her and inched a step forward. "I think we deserve some of what you are offering." One of the men said, and Corinne raised a brow at them. She sighed and shook her head. They snarled and reached for her.