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Post by Adrian Mitchell on Apr 14, 2007 22:38:22 GMT -6
"I changed my mind about the casino." Adrian laughed as he slightly pulled Chloe into the bar. The bar was filled with drunks, to cut to the chase, but what bar wasn't? Smoke surrounded the two of them, making it hard for his eyes to adjust. "Where would would you like to sit?" He asked, being just about as polite as he got. Without waiting for her to answer, he motioned towards two lone seats at the bar. It was quite crowded, and they were lucky to have found a seat.
Adrian sat down at the well light bar, and reluctantly pulled out his wallet. Fishing out his fake ID, he flipped it in his fingers, showing it to the waitress. "I'll have the Blarney Stone Cocktail, and the lady will take a.." He glanced at Chloe, "Name your poison," He remembered not to order for her, for she had always told him -exactly- what she wanted.
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Post by chloe on Apr 14, 2007 23:40:55 GMT -6
"I changed my mind about the casino."
Chloe waved away the tiny wisps of smoke emitting from the many ash-trays set about the bar. The strong hint (haha, oxymoron!) of alcohol could be smelt miles away, yet it was pleasantly inviting. Yes, Chloe was one to drink every once in a while- but it wasn't like it was often. Some saw her as the quiet girl who did no wrong, but boy, how off they were. She liked to be daring, that was for sure. A knot settled in her stomach as she remembered who she was with. Should I really be drinking around him?
"Name your poison,"
The thought subsided as she watched Adrian dangle his ''ID" in his fingers, and she noticed that the waitress took hardly any interest in it at all. Nor did she seem to care that it was Chloe ordering when she didn't show an ID either. This she took for a good thing. "I'll have a Boston Gold." She said simply, wondering whether or not she should be ordering vodka on such an occasion. |
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Post by Adrian Mitchell on Apr 16, 2007 20:12:36 GMT -6
"I'll have a Boston Gold."
Adrian was quite surprised at this, for
1) He didn't often see Chloe drink such a thing
2) His bill was surely going to be hideous.
Chloe sat there, with an almost 'been there, done that' look on her face. All the while Adrian was wanting to talk, a feeling that didn't come by so often. Adrian turned slowly to Chloe, staring at her profile. She wasn't much different then the other girls he had dated, her looks, at least. Something about her made him want to know more, feel more. Normally all he ever wanted was to feel nothing.
"So, I see your a drinker?" Adrian joked with Chloe, although he figured almost instantly she would take it the wrong way.
Writers block....
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