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drinky, drinky
Characters: Sam and Adrian
Setting: The Bar, thank god
Sam hadn't been sitting around with baited breath, waiting for those doors to open and allow the masses into the basement area. Frankly, she wasn't entirely sure if would happen, even if everyone played nice. Also, she wasn't too keen on the possibilitiy of being locked underground with a bunch of stir-crazy inmates, if that was the intention behind all of this. Still, boredom, curiousity, and a thirst for alcohol drew her down to the place to be, about an hour after access was granted.
Blues scanned the area and the people within, before she headed to the bar area to find out how to get herself a drink. For now, she would watch, and if approached, she could play this just like a local bar at happy hour. A pretty, flirty girl with a drink in her hand rarely had trouble, especially if she knew how to handle herself.
Setting: The Bar, thank god
Sam hadn't been sitting around with baited breath, waiting for those doors to open and allow the masses into the basement area. Frankly, she wasn't entirely sure if would happen, even if everyone played nice. Also, she wasn't too keen on the possibilitiy of being locked underground with a bunch of stir-crazy inmates, if that was the intention behind all of this. Still, boredom, curiousity, and a thirst for alcohol drew her down to the place to be, about an hour after access was granted.
Blues scanned the area and the people within, before she headed to the bar area to find out how to get herself a drink. For now, she would watch, and if approached, she could play this just like a local bar at happy hour. A pretty, flirty girl with a drink in her hand rarely had trouble, especially if she knew how to handle herself.