Brooke Maddox (![]() ![]() @ 2019-10-13 03:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, !open, [plot] soap opera, brooke maddox (shadeofmean), ~2019 october, ~40 points, ~~reileen kawakara (reileenkawahara) |
Who: Brooke Maddox and Open
What: Starting shit at a club which will result in someone being brought home to her big sister.
Where: Electric Lady Night Club
When: Saturday Evening
Warnings: TBD but Brooke's being a dramatic bitch so language for sure, maybe a fight depending, and who knows what else.
Status: Open, In progress.
Even though Brooke never needed a reason to stay out way past her curfew, especially for a party, she was using the whole it’s the weekend to have some fun. Then again when did she ever make it home in time for her curfew? While Brooke could care less what her sister had to say on what she wore, Brooke wasn’t in the mood to start her night off in a bad mood. Waiting until her sister went and whatever boring people did, Brooke then left the house in a very tight and short red dress that showed off probably a bit more than it should on a seventeen year old girl. Along with that was some matching heels, Brooke was planning to have a fun night and wanted to look hot as well.
Tonight was club night, which tonight it wasn’t her normal club, feeling in the mood to shake it up a bit. No matter the change up, she had no problem with getting into the place. The joy of a fake ID while still being underage. For a bit, Brooke was out on the floor dancing, having some fun with random guys and girls without much of a care. When one of the guys tried to hand her a drink, she laughed before pushing him out of her way, “Yeah, no thanks.” She might be having fun, but she wasn’t stupid enough to take a drink with no idea what was in it. Heading to the bar, she flashed the bartender a smile while rocking up on her toes a bit to lean more into the bar as she ordered her drink. Watching the bartender head off to make her drink, Brooke pulled out her phone to see if she missed anything when someone ran into her hard almost resulting in the phone being dropped.
Whipping around to face whoever it was, Brooke didn’t even care if it was an accident or not, she wasn’t not about to have people running into her. “Excuse me what the fuck? Haven’t you ever learned how to walk?” Her voice was loud, caring very little who was on the other end of her words. They were just lucky she hadn’t had her drink yet because oh the gloves would be off if they ruined this dress of hers!