amelia warwick (ameliawarwick) wrote in letscruise, @ 2008-04-04 19:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | amelia warwick, andrew ryan |
Who: Amelia and Andrew
Where: Casino bar
When: evening
Amelia was excited to finally have someone to talk to. She chatted it up with a lot of the patrons of the ship and a few coworkers but had yet to sit down and relax. Andrew came off as an alright sort of fellow. Expressive to say the least and that was always a good thing in her book. If he turned out to be a total tool she’d have no problem telling him so and finding something else to do but she had a good feeling about tonight.
She wasn’t a girly girl or expecting anything out of tonight so she was wearing a pair of jeans and a black shirt with a blue star in the middle. She had no idea if the star stood for anything but it was a dollar at a second hand store and that sounded good to her. Even if she was expecting to get a random lay she really doubted that she’d dress up. It took a wedding or a funeral for her to get fancied up. The only thing she expected for tonight was to have a few beers with someone who seemed to be on the same page as her and hopefully get a few good laughs in.
Waiting at the bar she was going to wait to drink as well. The casino bar wasn’t the sort of bar that gave off the let’s chill vibe but she didn’t want to drink too far up. She heard that the lower you were in a ship the less of chance you had to get sea sick and she was still getting her sea legs. So far she hadn’t thrown up yet and didn’t want to take the risk of doing that now not with a new person. Amelia didn’t get embarrassed often but vomiting in front of people always seemed a little humiliating to her.