Baily Bale (baily_bale) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-11-20 22:42:00 |
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Current location: | Avarice |
Current mood: | happy |
Entry tags: | baily bale, pat mcconnell, place: la |
Baily Knows that She's the Bomb
Who: Pat and Baily
Where: Avarice
When: Friday Night, 11/19
Forget dating shows and stupid things like that. For Pat McConnell? This right here was what being a 'rock star' was all about: sitting in the VIP section of Avarice, reaching down to sign a few CDs for some fans that had decided to risk the wrath of big Uncle Dave to ask for the Broken Sunrise vocalist's autograph. He looked the part, wearing strategically torn jeans, a Beatles t-shirt, and a black leather jacket as he smiled, bottle of beer sitting next to him.
Baily was SUPPOSED to be working tonight, but she actually took the night off for a 'personal day,' which meant that she had every intention of fucking Pat at some point, probably in the bathroom if they didn't make it to one of their homes soon enough. "God we need to hire good DJs other than me," Baily said with a groan as she sat beside Pat in the VIP section.
"Come on.. the others aren't THAT bad..." Pat said with a laugh as he pulled her in to snuggle her, rather possessively. Ok, so they were a new couple, but Pat was ALWAYS possessive with whoever he dated. "I kinda think you're just a little hard on...well... EVERYONE." Heh. Only Pat could call her out on her bitchiness and live to tell, hm?
Frankly, Baily was retardedly possessive as well. So, maybe they really were perfect for one another. She let him pull her in, snuggling right back into him. Damn, even a publicly affectionate Baily. Who would have guessed? "That's because everyone else sucks," Baily pointed out simply.
"I love your logic, you know that?" He snickered, noticing a few girls in the section below them actually POUTING when Baily sat down with him. Clearly, they'd heard about his marriage ending... but hadn't quite gotten the latest update.
And Baily could give less of a shit if other girls were pouting. Actually, making them pout was kind of fun! "My logic is pretty awesome," Baily said with a smirk.
"So Jack took the news about the show better than I expected." Pat said, trying not to laugh as, sweetly, he kept an arm around her waist. "He pouted a little, mentioned something about me being 'a fucking idiot', and then said something about wanting to punch me, but at least he didn't cry."
Baily cackled. "Wow...that's pretty impressive. I expected him to at least shed some crocodile tears over it." She thought that Jack would at least fake it for the fun of it, since she knew he was seriously dating someone now. Now, if he hadn't been...she knew that he totally would have been on the show in a second.
"It was pretty comic, I'll admit that. Oh, and your cousin told me I'm 'a fucking moron' for turning down the chance to 'tap all that easy, willing skank ass'. Classy guy, that one." He smirked, knowing Ben meant it nicely enough.
"Well, my cousin was nice enough to let you out of the contract, at least," Baily said with another chuckle. "I think that he's checking around in his other bands for some horny hard up rocker in hopes of finding someone to go on last minute, then checking with all the chicks to make sure that they're cool with it."
"I can't say I care. Although in case some of the girls were actually interested in meeting ME, I did tell Ben that I'm willing to talk to any of them one on one, and explain what happened. I owe them that much." How did such a genuinely nice guy ever become a rock star? Seriously?
Baily herself wasn't sure. She was just glad that she ended up with him, personally. "Well, if any of them are really that into you, then talk to them. I wouldn't exactly die of shock if none of them did, though."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence, B." He snorted, knowing she rarely meant things as... brutally mean as they often came out. Somehow... he found it kind of hilarious.
"That was nothing against you and everything against the majority of women who were probably going to be on the show," Baily pointed out. "I'm sure they ALL wanted you sexually."
"Well can you blame them? It's ME." He said teasingly, since everyone knew he was as far from REALLY being like that as humanly possible. "So... other than Ben, who all have you stunned with the news about us so far?"
"Well, Gwen for one," Baily said with a smirk. "She told me that you're used to getting threesomes all the damn time, which is something that I DIDN'T need to hear..." She thought for a second. "Honestly, that *might* be it, although, with the big mouths of both Ben and Gwen, I'm sure everyone on the west coast now knows."
"Oh god. Gwen." Pat said with a look that bordered between a blush and wanting to facepalm. "She... means well. I think."
"No, she really did. I think she meant it as a warning, like...'don't freak out if he brings it up' or something Gwen like." Baily chuckled. "So, spill. Are you totally expecting me to bring chicks home or something?"
Ladies and gents? Pat blushed. Yep. "Wow. Ok... not something I expected to hear at least THIS soon... um..." he thought about it, figuring the least he could do was give her an honest answer. "Ok... do I think it would be a HELL of a lot of fun? Yeah, of course. But I don't NEED it. Never did. As long as I have the person I love, I'm happy." Now... THAT was the sticking point... obviously it was far too early for these two to go declaring undying love... how DID they feel about each other?
Well, it obviously WAS far too early to be declaring love to each other, so let's leave it at that and move on for the time being, hm? "Now that is a response I can live with," Baily said. Did that mean she may occasionally bring a girl home? Who the hell knew? We'll check that hurdle when we get to it.
"...you're an amazing young woman, Baily. That's all I can even think of to say right now." He said, trying not to laugh and failing miserably.
Baily just cracked up. "Fuck yeah I am," she said to him. "it's just about time that you get to learn that."