lovesthelight (lovesthelight) wrote in bizarre_city, @ 2012-01-02 19:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | andrew moreau, rae coleson |
Where: bar-type location
When: evening/night
Who: Rae and Andrew (Chris)
It wasn’t her usual locale, but Rae’d felt the need to blow off a little steam tonight. The world had just tried to gang up on her from too many directions this week. And this was the quickest “get the hell out of dodge” action she could take. It was a new place to her but the music was loud enough and the drinks cold enough to fit the bill. The bar was nothing too fancy, but that’s the way she liked it. It had places to sit and even a dance floor. All the essentials where there as far as she was concerned.
She was slowly working on her beer, pacing herself since she had no intention of leaving any time soon. She surveyed the room from her temporary seat at the bar. There were better places to sit, she was sure, once she’d mapped out the area. Something out of the way so people wouldn’t get the wrong idea and ask her to dance. She enjoyed the music but she had two left feet.
Rae sat a little straighter and pulled her shoulders back, trying to look independent and strong enough to be happy on her own without any would-be delusional white-knights rushing in to save her from, you know, having a good time without them. Rae could have rolled her eyes to herself. She was dressed comfortably in blue jeans but had a slinky red top on because, dammit, she felt like it. Her jacket was stored away for now.
A few more sips into her drink and her fingers started to drum along the counter in time to the music. It really wasn’t a bad place at all. Maybe she’d even come back sometime.