Charlotte Chasen (sirenssong) wrote in summerview, @ 2019-01-26 19:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | charlotte chasen, nuno chavez |
So this was the place. It was about time she came to see the 'competition'. It wans't exactly cheating though. They had a different asthetic in about every way. Plus, who wants to hang out at work on their night off? It didn't matter anyway. Julius wouldn't care and it wasn't anywhere in her contract. Though she doubted she'd care much even if he did care. Her as was staying until she had at last five drinks in her, enough to at least make her tipsy because where was the fun without that?
The bar wasn't busy. Not on a Sunday night, but it was full enough to keep her feeling like she was somewhere she wasn't supposed to be. Hopefully one of the biters would show up. Her post announcing her destination and that she'd like someone to join her might have just helped with that. She didn't exactly want to drink alone, but then again one of her talents was making friends wherever she went. Sliding up to the bar, Charlotte pushed herself up on the stool and ordered a whiskey on the rocks, her usual first drink choice. It only took about ninety seconds start to finish for the drink to be in front of her and for her to knock half of it back. That's the kind of night it was. She'd been working too damned hard to not have fun tonight, even if it wasn't a fun weekend day. That just didn't matter. She gave a quick glance over the crowd, looking for anybody she recognized. A few faces had the light haze of familiarity, but none she could put her finger on. Then she knocked the rest of it back. Hey, no need to be slow. |