Stan Harrison | Stacker Pentecost (younevertouchme) wrote in thereincarnates, @ 2014-05-21 21:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | darryn lazurus, stan harrison |
Who: Stan Harrison and Darryn Lazurus
Where: Smart Night Club, Chicago IL
When: Wednesday Night
What: Playing the crowd/working
Rating: PGish? Sexual banter. who was I kidding...NSFW. NC-17. M/M
Stan was definitely digging the new club, the DJ booth was intense and the crowd just ate everything up pouring it out onto the dance floor as he soaked up the energy. It was fucking beautiful. The lighting was fantastic and he had a great view of the bar and several of the intensely hot bartenders. Darryn was working and Stan had to admit Darryn was definitely a favorite. The man had a real gift with the mixology. His first week Darryn had invited him over for a tasting where he whipped up some of the most bomb ass drinks Stan'd had.
Even Stacker was happy with the new bar and Stan could feel the old man head bobbing in the back of his mine. 'Admit it Gramps, you dig the new sound.' Stacker didn't respond but Stan could feel the amusement. Truth was, as much as he liked to give him shit, he owned Stacker his life. He never would have gotten his shit together had it not been for the iron willed determination of that man.
He looked across the bar and saw Darryn pouring drinks and when he caught his eye he mimed for a drink. Leaving the booth when things were flowing like this just wasn't going to happen. A hole in the floor started and a couple of the flow artists with light bars stepped in. "Aw, hell yeah. Now that's what this crowd needed." Stan looked down at his turn tables and the monitor and made a few adjustments, sliding them right into a smooth techno beat to let the artists show off.