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Post by $¤ Cheyenne ¤$ on Apr 6, 2007 1:28:21 GMT -5
Mandi Walked in. She smiled when she saw the cute bar tender from her last visit. She walked over to the bar and puled up a stool. She started to flirt with him when she heard a noise. Some one had gotten slapped by one of the workers. Mandi snickered and turned back to her drink.
Mandi loved to drink. She loved the feeling of the cool liquid going down the back of her throat. The feeling of being in control.
Mandi ordered another pina colada(WITH alcohol) and started to sip on it. She eyed all the guys and set her drink down. Getting up from the stool, she paid the bar tender and gave him a tip. She winked and headed out, making her way to the front of the stage.
Mandi walked over to a group of guys and started to dance with them. She lved being drunk. Having an excuse for the things she did. If she was not drunk, there was no way she could possibly do what she was doing. Leaving the guys speachless, she left them and sat down at a table. Waiting for someone to arrive she ordered another Buds Lite.
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Post by ' ieroism } xx on Apr 22, 2007 12:02:47 GMT -5
Frank wandered in. This was the second time he had been in here. he liked it. It was the only place he knew. He hadnt got as far as finding a place to stay yet. He should probably start looking but time went faster than he had expected. he looked around and smiled. It was full; as per usual. He made his way to the bar but didnt order a drink. He waited to see if anyone he could talk to would arrrive.
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Post by $¤ Cheyenne ¤$ on Apr 22, 2007 12:22:18 GMT -5
Mandi saw a guy walk up to the bar. Being srunk, Mandi walked over to him and sat down next to him. "Would ya like a drink?" She asked. Her blond hair getting in her eyes.
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Post by ' ieroism } xx on Apr 22, 2007 12:25:10 GMT -5
Sure. He replied. He didnt know this girl, but it was worth trying to make friends around here. He sat down and smiled at her.
[ Sorry its short. Have you seen his pics? He is my absolute idol. I love him x) ]
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Post by $¤ Cheyenne ¤$ on Apr 22, 2007 12:33:00 GMT -5
Not aware of him smiling at her, she waved the bar tender over. he was washing a glass with a soft white rag. "What do you want to drink?" She asked him, now aware of him smiling at her. She pushed the long strand of hair out of her eyes and smiled back.
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Post by ' ieroism } xx on Apr 22, 2007 12:35:48 GMT -5
She had a pretty smile. Err... a vodka please. He replied. He dug into his jeans pockets and brought out some notes. Puling them apart, he picked out the £10 one and offered it to the girl. He wasnt used to english money. American money was much simpler in his opinion.
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Post by $¤ Cheyenne ¤$ on Apr 22, 2007 12:39:18 GMT -5
"No, its ok. You keep that. the drink is on me." Mandi smiled. She leaned into towards the bar tender and whispered something in his ear. She then turned back to the guy and laughed.
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Post by ' ieroism } xx on Apr 22, 2007 12:41:47 GMT -5
He smiled. Oh...thanks. He stuffed the money back into his pocket.So...whats your name? He asked, sipping the drink. He didnt know whether his peircings, tatoos and dark clothing would put off a job employer but if all else failed he could always retrun to the band.
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Post by $¤ Cheyenne ¤$ on Apr 22, 2007 12:47:31 GMT -5
"My name is Mandi." She said. She took another long drink of her Bud Light and set it down on a coaster. "So, wanna go dance?" She asked him. Her blue eyes sparkleing with excitement.
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Post by ' ieroism } xx on Apr 22, 2007 12:52:02 GMT -5
Hey Mandi. he said. Uhh..yeah. If you want to. Smiling to himself, this wasnt his kind of music. After all, he was the guitarist of a well-known rock band. But that didnt matter. he was here tog et away from the mayhem of the music business and have fun. He stood up and took of his 'Decaydance' hoodie and placed it on the barstool.
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Post by $¤ Cheyenne ¤$ on Apr 22, 2007 13:04:58 GMT -5
Grabbing his hand with her delicate, newly manicured hands, Mandi pulled him onto the dance floor. Her high-heeled shoes softly clicking as she walked across the floor. She smiled at him. Her new very showing blue sparkly top glittering underneath the dance lights. She she started to dance, her blue mini skirt twisting around.
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Post by ' ieroism } xx on Apr 22, 2007 13:08:57 GMT -5
His converses stood out from the delicate shoes that adorned the dance floor. He followed Mandi. He didnt dance, usually. Unless jumping around (like you do in a rock band) counted. The music was different too. Maybe he would request some Iron Maiden and blow the dance floor out. Or maybe he wouldnt... He chuckled to himself. He took a step closer to Mandi, avoiding all the people dancing like maniacs.
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