Ryanne had been up and out almost all night and when she pulled her self back to her apartment her roomie was ready to take her to the gym again. Not that Ryanne needed to go, she was tall, lanky and had the figure of a teenage boy. However, Steena believed she needed to tone up, like that would help. Slipping into the tightest black pair of pants and a large white v-neck rock and roll shirt she headed out the door again, slipping her sun glasses on. "Fuck." She muttered undear her husky voice and climbed into her new car. She hasn't slept yet but what better way to wake up than to drink yourself awake?
Finding herself at a random bar she wondered in, scanning the place before pulling a seat at the bar she ordered a beer and looked to her left, spotting the small girl and smiled a bit. The bar tender knew Ryanne as well and gave her three beers to chug down before drinking the fourth slowly. "Can I see that magazine please?" she asked Jack finally.