Meredith Delany (band_chicka) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-07-31 21:34:00 |
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Current location: | Avarice |
Current mood: | happy |
Entry tags: | brayden bale, camille blake-benoit, mere delany, place: la |
Get Your Hook Up On
Who: Brayden, Mere, and Camille
Where: Avarice
When: July 29th, Evening
Mere walked into Avarice, and, after scanning around the club for a minute, she found Bray sitting at one of the tables in the VIP section and made her way over to him. She had gotten the picture that he had sent her, and now was very curious about this 'waitress' that he seemed to be smitten with at the moment.
"Hey gorgeous..." Bray said with honest adoration as he saw Mere walk in. Maybe he was learning, finally learning to not be a dick? He looked at a waitress who apparently thought he was talking to her and smiled sweetly at him... "Fuck off, honey, I said 'Gorgeous' not 'Average'." Yeeeep. Keep workin' on that, Bray.
Mere just laughed and then sat down at the table with him. "So, I'm assuming that THAT wasn't the waitress that you were texting me about then, huh?"
"Hell no. Chick I'm talking about... she just graduated with me, actually. Name's Camille Blake, and she spent the better part of last year being a total bitch to Mac and to your buddy Cassie." He pointed then, over towards the currently empty stage, where Camille was cleaning a nearby table. "THAT'S her."
Mere arched an eyebrow when she saw Camille. Definitely hot, but it was a little amazing that Bray was willing to talk to her, much less want to bang her. "And you haven't killed her over teasing Mac because...?"
"She's hit some hard times or something. One of those 'oh no, my life sucks now, so I'm sorry for being a jackass' deals." See? Brayden was a sensitive fellow after all. "Wants to apologize to Mac in person and everything. And I hate to admit it... when she's being herself? She ain't half bad."
"Seems to be the case with most of those types," Mere pointed out. "Get them away from the high school scene and they turn into normal people. Go figure." She shrugged. "I gotta admit though, bitch is hotter than two foxes fucking in a forest fire."
"She ain't admitting it, but bitch totally digs me. I can sense it." And, alas, he wasn't being a cocky shit (well, not TOO much) there... he DID seem to have an odd sense for when people were into him, even when they acted to the contrary.
"So, what else is new? You just hitting it to hit it or what?" Mere asked with a smirk. Yeah, these two were supposed to be two people in love and dating one another. What PLANET are they from?
"I ain't hitting it YET. Still workin' on it. But I got a feeling if we try to hit on her TOGETHER, that could be the deal-sealer. Because really. Who the fuck can resist BOTH of us?" One would suppose this WAS why they went so well together. Neither honestly cared what the body did... so long as the HEART belonged only to them.
Mere cackled. "You think she even swings that way? For all you know, throwing another girl into the mix might be what tips the balance in the other direction." She shrugged. "Then again, I turned at least two women gay. So, I don't doubt my abilities."
"Bingo. I think it's logistically impossible to NOT want sex with you, Delany." Because, funny enough, he'd obviously put THOUGHT into this. "Hang on..." he stood for a moment, throwing a saucy wink at the blonde, and waving her over. "Hey, Mere..." he said as he sat back down, actually giving her an adoring, fairly innocent kiss on the lips there. "I love you, ya know."
"I love you, too," Mere said back to him. It was moments like these that people could realize that there was something under all the sex that they had. You know, if they actually did stuff like this in front of people they knew.
Camille gave a slight roll of her eyes when Bray whistled her over. However, she actually tended to have a decent time with him, so she was willing to put up with him. "What's up?" she asked after heading over.
"I want you to meet my girl, Meredith. Mere, this is Camille. The one I told you about." He put that out there JUST to see if Camille happened to remember WHY he said he was going to tell Mere about her.
Mere nodded. "Very nice," she said, looking Camille up and down. "Definitely very nice."
Camille actually did remember, and she definitely recognized that look, although she was a little less used to getting it from women. "So, this your girlfriend then?"
"I prefer to say 'my soulmate' but yeah, girlfriend works too." Saddest part? Times like this, you got to see that, underneath all the shit, Brayden was a good guy. He just... had NO clue how to let it show half the time.
"Wow, that's actually kind of cute," Camille said with slight surprise. Who knew that Brayden Bale could be a slightly normal person under all the douchiness, right? Camille actually parked herself right at the table tonight. She *was* talking to a Bale, after all.
"Soulmate, girlfriend, whatever," Mere said with a slight shrug, still kind of looking at Camille like she was a glass of water in the middle of the desert. "So, are you actually into the idea of coming home with us?"
How hilarious was it that MEREDITH was the one getting right to the damned point? She really WAS like a guy with a vagina at times. Even Brayden almost choked on his drink there. "Wow. That's... that's my girl, ladies and gents."
Camille smirked and rolled her eyes. "You get right to the point, don't you?" she asked. Still, it was something that she could appreciate, after all. "And...I'm thinking about it. Why? You ready to go right now?"
Mere really was kind of like a guy who happened to have a vagina. She just grinned. "What? You want me to lie? Girl is hot. I wanna take her home and do indecent things to her."
"Aaaaaand there's yer answer, Cam." Bray barked out with a loud laugh. "What can I say? That's my girl."
Camille arched an eyebrow and nodded. "That's my answer indeed," she said. "Gotta love someone that gets to the point, you know?"
Mere just shrugged. She wasn't terribly sure why people expected her to act any different just because she was a girl.
"Seriously. Mere's the shit. Can't think of a better-suited gal for me." He leaned over and kissed her one more time, this time making a LITTLE more of a show of it, before arching an eyebrow at Camille, as if saying 'this could all be YOURS if The Price is Right!'
Camille smirked. These two people were NUTS. Lucky for them they were hot, huh? She ended up just nodding. "My shift ends at two," she said, standing up so that she could run off and go wait on more tables, thus making the money for her monthly bills.
Mere kissed him back and then nodded when Camille said what time she was getting off. "And I believe that just sealed the deal," she said to Brayden with a smirk.
"Dude. I told you. Nobody can resist the hotness of YOU." He nuzzled her neck then, slipping an arm around her waist. "God knows I couldn't. Not from the moment I met you."
She leaned against him. "I am just damn near irresistible," she said, grinning. Oh yeah, she definitely dug the fact that she could pretty much seduce the pants off of anyone that she had ever met.