Bia | Βια (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} powerandmight) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} nevermore_logs,@ 2013-01-28 03:22:00 |
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Who: Minos & Bia
What: Drinks and chats and probably sex, oh my!
When: Sunday night
Where: Diogenes Club
Warnings: Language, Bia, IDK
Notes: So...I meant to set this up days ago, and I'm just getting around to it. *facepalm* Sorry, Lara!
Bia hated sitting idle, alone in her apartment, with nothing more than liquor and bad TV for company. Oh, she had clients at least 4 days a week, and that helped take the edge off, but the only one to really talk to about her life, her real life, was Nike, and even that was in a limited sense. They weren't exactly the type to talk about feelings, and she couldn't call her sister every night to go out.
"Fuck it," she spat, getting up from her couch and stalking into her bedroom. She pulled on a dress she hadn't worn before, donned some of her favorite boots, and swiped on some red lipstick and mascara. She knew there was a club in the city that catered mostly to immortals, and she was going to go there and see what she could turn up. She wasn't out to start shit tonight, she mostly just wanted to go outside, have a drink, meet someone.
She got there and went inside, following her senses. There were other immortals further inside, and with a nod to the bouncer (Greek, unless she missed her guess), she went into the second room. She ordered a double scotch and leaned against the bar, scanning the room.
