Who: Brayden & Piper Where: Avarice When: Thursday Night
While he hated to admit it? Sometimes, Brayden really realized how vital Baily really WAS to this place. When she was working? GOOD music got played. Tonight? The generic DJ they'd brought in had decided to mostly play... 'romantic' music, hoping to get couples out there dancing together.
Now, to some? That would be a sweet idea. But to Brayden? The very *sound* of Jefferson Starship playing made him want to gag. "Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now?" He asked, to himself. "This fucking MUSIC is gonna stop me from enjoying myself..." He muttered, sitting at the bar to scope out the women, wearing baggy black jeans and a distressed Suicide Messiah t-shirt, which was kind of sweet when you think about it.