Joanna McCoy (helluvaparadox) wrote in colligo_threads, @ 2009-07-24 10:39:00 |
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WHO: Joanna McCoy and Sam Kirk
WHAT: Drinking. Chatting. Flirting.
WHEN: {Backdated} Right after this.
WHERE: A local bar.
RATING: TBD
STATUS: In Progress
She took her sweet time getting to the bar. The urge to drink was a strong one, the urge to forget about all of the insanity swirling around her in this new location even stronger, but she'd promised Sam that she'd let him get there first. Plus he said he'd pay. And while she was pretty sure he wouldn't mind if she actually did arrive first, Joanna wasn't about to go meet someone for drinks without making herself look halfway presentable.
So it was only after a quick shower and change of clothes that she made her way to the bar. Stepping inside, her bright blue eyes scanned the room in search of her 'date' for the evening. She cringed a bit at the term inside her head. Joanna hadn't had a date in a very long time and the last few hadn't ended all that well. Then again, this wasn't really a date. At least, she didn't think so. It was just two people drinking away their worries together.
Joanna knew that drowning her troubles never worked but that still didn't stop her from trying every once in a while. As her gaze finally landed on Sam Kirk she felt her lips curl into a smile and decided, making her way toward him, if this did turn out to be a date and she was just so far behind in the times she hadn't realized it, at least it was a date with someone who definitely wasn't hard on the eyes.
"Alright, I held up my end of the deal," she said by way of greeting. "You're here first. Now it's time to see if you can belly up to the bar." Her tone was easy-going, friendly, and more than just a touch Southern. Her grin, however, was anything but what was becoming of a true Southern Belle.