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Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2013 8:14 pm
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Dove sighed, following the directions on her phone silently as the soft echoes of her heels patterned the night atmosphere around her. As she approached her destination, she tucked her phone away, assuming that the soft thumping of a base and swell of music each time the door opened meant she had found the right location. With little hesitation, she strutted through the door, immediately scanning the club.
She grinned dangerously as the long lost feeling flooded her, the lights making the fabric of her dress glitter with each of their movements. Pushing her hair from her face, and shrugging off her jacket to reveal her dress, she moved to a table, unsure of tackling the dance floor just yet, even with the extra bolt of cold-confidence her breakup had given her. After the few days of heart wrenching tears she had cried for that idiot, she deserved a night out and some fresh faces. Especially, she reasoned, when she looked this good.
Not that the extremely flattering dress was anything special. She always looked this good.
In sharp silence, she watched the pulsing of the crowd on the dance floor, standing in the models' pose she had been molded to since birth, waiting for the opportune moment.
((....or it might be this dress.))
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Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2013 8:39 pm
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Nate had been enjoying the atmosphere for a while now, the drinks especially - someone must have chosen the venue for some kind of celebration, because the phrase "house round on me" had already been uttered at least three times, making this a great place to hang around for the night. By now it was about the time of night that he began to exude that disposition his friends were always telling him he was copying the one person in the world he disliked the most: enshrouded in arrogance, entitlement, and bullheadedness.
And so it was easily that he decided, when the girl entered, that she was intruding upon his territory and thus making herself his mark. He wasn't as familiar with the menu here as he was at Dragon Dance, so he made a vague request from the bartender for "something girly" and wound up with something brightly colored, fizzy, and contained in one of those slender, showy glasses. His boon in hand, he sidled up to the recent arrival and raised the beverage in offer, regarding her with bright eyes in a sidelong glance and a brazen smile, "Hey wallflower, you just gonna stand there all night?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2013 10:01 pm
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As the stranger approached her, she cut her eyes to him before turning to face him completely, though what she saw nearly made her jump out of her skin. She relaxed almost immediately after though; it had just been the lights playing with his hair... the young man she had mistaken him for wasn't nearly as tall, nor did he have the same build...plus, it wasn't likely that she would find him so easily here... It would be far too simple after the months of searching she had done already to simply stumble upon him at a nightclub.
Shaking it off, she tilted her head up at the stranger's approach and question, offering a playful smile in return as she accepted the drink he offered. "I wasn't planning on it, no. I was just waiting for something interesting to catch my eye," she said, holding the glass delicately and making no move to drink from it. "And I only just arrived."
In the back of her mind, a warning flag shot up, though she ignored it completely. This was exactly how she had met her first ex boyfriend; he had been just as straightforward and smooth as this young man was now.
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Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2013 10:12 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2013 10:29 pm
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"Hm." she hummed lowly neither in agreement or disagreement, flicking her eyes to his shoes and back up for a once-over. With a grin to him, she turned away, silently wondering if he would follow.
Swaying off to another table, she addressed him over her shoulder. "I take it you come here often then, since you seem to be so at ease," she called over the music, turning half way back to him as she sat the drink down and looked out to the dance floor again. Her eyes flicked to his, the color of them making her stomach sink again for a moment. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.
No. She was here and he was talking with her. It was only polite to talk back. And besides, the interaction was fun~
So far.
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Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2013 10:52 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2013 11:02 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2013 11:16 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2013 11:22 pm
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Posted: Fri Mar 01, 2013 11:38 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2013 12:00 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2013 9:42 am
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2013 9:36 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2013 9:45 pm
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"Well hey, that's the way to do it, you know?" he said, raising the amber glass in a toast with no one in particular. "Take a night for yourself and go all out, hate yourself in the morning, then do it again next week." And find time, somewhere in between, to loathe yourself as a human being, but at this point such thoughts wouldn't even be on Nate's radar until at least the next afternoon.
He watched her movements in his peripheral vision, evaluating her body language - or so he would allege, through thoughts motivated by alcohol. "Dunno much about this scene," he replied with a shrug. "You oughta come out to Dragon Dance next time. There's a crowd that knows how to have a good night." The smile he wore was devilish, perhaps opportunistic.
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Posted: Sat Mar 02, 2013 9:55 pm
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