Kelsey "Kel" Lynn Abbermen (sweet_murder) wrote in rainbosunnydale, @ 2009-01-04 19:22:00 |
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Current mood: | tired |
Who: Kel and Addie
What: A drink after work.
When: Weds, July 23rd, 2003 – 2:30am
Why: Work is hard.
Where: The flaming scotch
Rating: PG-13?
Scene: Fade In.
Work had kinda sucked tonight after chasing after some scum bucket for the better part of the night to recover some stolen goods she had managed to pounce on top of the guy and had started to extract information from him just to find out the bastard was some weird ass demon thing. Needless to say a knock down drag out fight had occurred and she’d bested the bastard in the end. It was a good fight though, really got her blood pumping and thankfully she’d managed to avoid getting too dirty. Sure she’d gotten a couple cuts here and there but at this point she’d gotten accustomed to bringing a backpack with a change of clothes with her on her nights out at work. Changing out of the bloodied clothing and wiping down her wounds before she got back from work made Emma worry less, since there was less to see and because of this, it was a regular thing now in her daily routine. Between classes, the extra training with Katherine that they’d both been taking a break from lately, work, Emma and whatever else came up lately, she didn’t really have much, if any free time anymore and it was starting to get on her nerves. Though, this was paying for Emma’s car and that was really all that mattered.
Making her way back to the hotel the baby dark slayer sighed heavily. A drink really would make her night and Bianca had told her of a good bar. Glancing around to figure out her location she quickly figured out which way the bar was and headed in its direction. Breaking into a light jog Kel winced but hey it really only was a flesh wound, and besides, the sooner she got her drink, the sooner she could get back to Emma and sleep the new wound off, right? Right.
The bar quickly came into view and she ducked through the open door heading straight for the bar. Bianca had commented that Kel only had to mention Bianca’s name and drinks would be taken care of, as long as Kel didn’t abuse the privilege that was. She’d only get a drink or two tonight and then head home, it’d be simple and there’d be no abuse of the luxury at all. Nodding to the bartender she smirked. “Bianca said it’s on the house.” The bartender paused mid-wiping down a glass and nodded. “Hardest thing you got.” The baby dark slayer responded and the bartender set to getting Kel her choice of poison as her foot tapped against the barstool leg to the beat of the music being played.