time_fiend (time_fiend) wrote in parabolical, @ 2008-04-19 03:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | andrew wells |
Who:John Hart & Andrew Wells
Where:Bar close to the Hotel
When:Early Evening
What:Meeting New People
Rating: With John it difficult to say but he is umm different…maybe PG-13
Ah just what he was looking for, a full service bar. The former time agent had never been so happy to see alcohol in his life and seriously with the day he was having he so needed it. Stylishly he made a b-line to the counter though taking his time to glance at the few patrons about offering a sly smirk as he took a seat on a barstool. The impish man tapped his palms on the wooden surface of the table as if he were beating bong-go drums idly. The bartender suddenly addressed him, leaning forward on his hands to hear the man’s reply “what you like?” John stopped his tapping and appeared to be thinking it over, carefully lifting his attractive face upwards giving him a boyish smile “booze sweetheart…lots and lots of booze…” The man looked puzzled and a little put off by the flirty stranger but decided it was in his best interest to service him.
He arched a brow at his vague answer, what did that mean? “You’ll have to tell me which you want and please don’t call me sweetheart” The bartender said clearly annoyed by this customer. He gave him a devilish grin at his annoyance “You know you have a low threshold for annoyance…you should work on that sweetheart…” John lifted himself off the stool to lean over the counter, snatching the nearest bottle up and flipped it up so it was nestled in his grasp “think this will do… no need for glass the bottle will do nicely thank you” The mischievous male stated as he proceeded to drink the liquor straight from the glass bottle.