Phoebe Halliwell (phoebehalliwell) wrote in thecityof, @ 2018-01-15 01:33:00 |
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Phoebe was having the time of her life. She hadn't really spent much time in her apartment since everything changed for her and she lost all desire to be the good girl. She was no longer interested in helping everyone else around her since all she ever got out of it was pain and loss. No, better to let herself party and have fun. She missed the girl she used to be and it was so easy to slip into the role of hedonist. This time, however, she was older and there was so much more that she could do now that she had powers. Being a witch and having powers should be more about doing what the witch wanted to do and not what some old pretentious assholes told you that you had to do. plus, there was a lot more that she could get into in Los Angeles than she had ever been able to in San Fransisco. Granted, it was no New York, but it was still a city with so many things she could enjoy. For instance, currently Phoebe was in one of the many clubs the city seemed to have dancing with a couple of guys she had met earlier. They had been trying to get her drunk for the last hour or so, but Phoebe knew their game. She drank a whole lot less than they thought she was drinking and was enjoying pulling their strings. She took a long drink from a bottle that smelled like it was full of vodka, but which Phoebe had changed out for water a long time ago. She played the game just enough and was dancing on one of the guys more than she was with. He might get lucky at the end of the night, or he might not. He might get hurt. She hadn't really decided what she was going to do to him, yet. That was part of the fun. Building up her anticipation, not his. After all, this was all for her pleasure and no one was going to make it any different. |