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Post by Maxwell on Jan 10, 2007 18:55:03 GMT -5
Bartender, pass me a cold one will you?"Sure thing." Thanks man."You got it." He leaned against the wall, his foot on it and his arms crossed, giving him a 'cool' stance. A smile was across his face as it usually was and he looked very charming in his muscle shirt, covered with a tan leather jacket and a pair of ripped jeans. His hair was as wavy as ever and it moved slightly when the door opened, sending in a draft from outside. He sipped his cold beer and set it on the counter beside him, staring into the crowd, bored as heck and waiting for something to do.
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Post by |Livvy| on Jan 10, 2007 19:09:18 GMT -5
Livvy found a way to slip over the counter without the bartender noticing. She bent down and looked for the stronger stuff. Her hands ran over the bottles as she came to an abrupt halt. Vodka. Vodka was always good. She picked it up and stood. Livvy put an innocent smile on her face, just to make it seem like she didn't do anything. That was what she usually did. Everynight for the past week she had been coming here and 'borrowing' the vodka. She climbed over the counted and sat down. She tipped her head back, letting her long, black hair fall from her face. The bottle was opened. Livvy took a drink of the vodka and looked over at the wine. She rolled her eyes. She cursed. Vodka was much more better for the soul. Ha. Livvy, you have no soul She reminded herself. Her head tipped back again as she drink slipped down her throat.
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Post by Maxwell on Jan 10, 2007 19:15:17 GMT -5
Zeke walked over and sat down beside her. His white smile gleaming even in the dim light. He ran his fingers through his hair and spoke, Hey, I'm Zeke. Who're you?
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Post by |Livvy| on Jan 10, 2007 19:50:27 GMT -5
Livvy. Soo. What are you doing at the bar so late at night? Only the hardcore vampire drinkers come tis late. She mocked. She let the vodka down for a minute. Hold on, I'll be right back She whispered as she ran off to the bathroom, clutching her stomach. Liv came back with a smirk on her face. Sorry.. She said, picking up the vodka again.
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Post by Maxwell on Jan 10, 2007 19:59:00 GMT -5
Well who said I wasn't hardcore? He smiled cutely and waited. Still combing through his hair with his fingers. It's okay.
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Post by |Livvy| on Jan 11, 2007 12:51:58 GMT -5
Oh? She said with a bit of a gasp Your a hardcore drinker? She said. Livvy was amused by him. Thinking he was soo cool, combing his hair with his fingers. She rolled her eyes. She looked at the bartender, who brought her another bottle of vodka. She took a drink and handed it to him. Come on. Finish it. No breaks. Chug it. She smirked. She cold hand was clasped around the bottle's neck, her black finger-nails gave it that sorta effiect that she would be waiting. Unless your to scared and you lied about being a hardcore drinker She said in a taunting voice.
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Post by Maxwell on Jan 11, 2007 17:25:35 GMT -5
He took the bottle and chugged it in a matter of seconds, he was very much a party guy and had done it before, he could take the effect with ease. He put the bottle on the counter and crossed his arms, looking at her with an amused expression.
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Post by |Livvy| on Jan 13, 2007 11:34:59 GMT -5
Aww. The witle boy is growing up! He chugged it! She said mockingly. She took off he heels and threw them to the ground. Livvy jumped upon the counter and walked twords the jukebox. She put in a dollar. She listened as the song started to play. Korn. Coming undone. Her favorite song, that was on the juke box. A long sigh was released from her slightly parted lips. She layed down of the counter. Not caring what anyone said or thought. She took a bottle of wine from the person sitting next to her and drank it. She just drank....
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Post by Maxwell on Jan 22, 2007 20:01:43 GMT -5
Heh, you're sooo funny... His words were laced in sarcasm as he sat down beside her and waited. The taste of alcohol still present in his mouth. He grinned and waited.
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Post by |Livvy| on Jan 22, 2007 20:17:36 GMT -5
You bet I am.. She said, her words slurred alittle. She turned and faced the wall. Livvy blinked, not knowing what to do, drink, or sleep? She picked up a glass and drank. She rolled off the counter and picked up her shoes. A sigh came from her lips. She got back on the counter as she tied her shoe laces. So.. Why are you here?
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Post by Maxwell on Jan 22, 2007 20:19:04 GMT -5
Oh the usual, you? He sighed and waited, bored and wanting to have some fun.
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