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Post by Avice Locke on Jun 14, 2018 20:08:06 GMT -8
"No? Sounds to me if he ran off you have your job back... Celebration is a reason for drinking." she grinned in a smart aleck manner.
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Jun 14, 2018 20:52:26 GMT -8
Stevie couldn’t help the smile that crawled over her face.
“Fair enough.”
Gulp. Drip. Drip. Drip.
“Damn. Empty.”
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Post by Rozalin Kendal on Jun 14, 2018 20:56:20 GMT -8
"Only one way to find out." Rozalin shrugged, not entirely sure who the girl was or thought she was with that much alcohol in her, nevermind remembering this conversation when sober.
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Jun 15, 2018 14:12:46 GMT -8
Stevie tossed her empty cup back on the counter. It landed with a thud and rolled a few inches before finally stopping.
“You ever decide you like someone and really think they like you back. But then they just think it’s best to rip out your fucking heart?”
A bottle of Grey Goose explodes behind the counter causing the bar keep to jump and glare at Stevie.
“Sorry.” She mumbles and tosses a $50 at the counter toward him.
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Post by Rozalin Kendal on Jun 15, 2018 14:23:58 GMT -8
Roz's lips quirked as she tossed back the rest of her drink, flagging the bartender down for a shot as she tried not to chuckle. Whatever had happened, the girl was clearly torn up about it. It could be he was a jerk, or it could be the alcohol talking.
"Depends on how he ripped out your heart, I guess." She shrugged as she set down the glass. Romance wasn't and touchy-feely things weren't her cup of tea. "Usually I'm the one breaking hearts, if that's even needed." Most of the time, for her, it wasn't. People knew what they were getting into when it came to her.
'Awww, she's all alone! Can I talk to her? I bet she'd love it while she's drunk.'
'Sit down before you hurt yourself, Ari.' Another chuckle she couldn't quite hide at that particular exchange of thoughts inside her head.
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Jun 15, 2018 14:43:49 GMT -8
Stevie waved the barkeep and he brought her a Dr Pepper.
“What about the alcohol?”
‘I’m pretty sure you’ve had enough, Stevie-Rae. Maybe in a bit.’
“Fine.”
Stevie scowled at her virgin drink.
“It was the way he looked at me. The way he talked to me. Maybe I made the whole thing up in my head hoping he felt the same.” She shook her head. “Sorry. I figure you probably don’t give a fuck about a random stranger’s emotional drama.”
Gulp. Stevie pretended it had more in it.
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Post by Rozalin Kendal on Jun 15, 2018 15:02:18 GMT -8
"Probably in your head if you're heartbroken over him not giving you more than a longing glance." Roz shrugged and accepted her drink with an extra tip to the bartender. The burn of whiskey down her throat was amazing, even if it wasn't the brand she normally went for.
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Jun 15, 2018 15:09:35 GMT -8
Stevie sighed.
“It was more than a look. It was... I don’t know. Maybe I thought he liked me more because he asked me to do more. In class. In missions. In general. Teachers pet, I suppose. How I ever thought Leon could—“
She froze. She didn’t mean to say his name. Her cheeks reddened and she hailed the barkeep.
“Give me a shit of warm sake or I’ll get it myself.”
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Post by Rozalin Kendal on Jun 15, 2018 15:12:38 GMT -8
... Roz stared at Stevie with wide eye when the girl mentioned her Commander's name, her single brown eye wide as her shoulders shook. In seconds, she tilted her head back and laughed. "Oh, honey, don't you know different teachers have different expectations from their students? It sounds like he thought you were competent as a student, not a lover."
The joys of crushing on a Dragon, apparently. Thank Poseidon that was never anywhere near what she wanted.
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Jun 15, 2018 15:42:24 GMT -8
Stevie looked away.
“Yeah. It’s just like he said. ‘Just a little dumb girl’ I should have known better.”
Stevie looked down. She didn’t mention the rest of what he said.
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Post by Rozalin Kendal on Jun 15, 2018 15:52:56 GMT -8
It sounded like she needed to stop and take a look at her life if she was in love over an idea and claiming a "punk ass kid" took her position and didn't check. Hopefully, that would change, because the niggling taste of the drink didn't. Disappointed, Rozalin finished off her shot and slammed the glass down on the counter. "Much as I enjoyed the whiskey, I need to go find my partner. You two have fun." She hopped off the bar stool with as much grace as she entered, nodding to the two before heading out of the bar unless someone felt the need to stop her.
/Rozalin exit
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Jun 15, 2018 18:16:02 GMT -8
Stevie lowered her head to the table and laid on it. Raising her hand to the table, she’d twirl her finger and the sake from the barkeep lifted into the air and drifted to her. She stopped it above her head and made it spin.
“I am such a moron. What the fuck is wrong with me?”
She’d keep playing with the liquid.
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Post by Avice Locke on Jun 15, 2018 19:34:20 GMT -8
"You assumed... And you were wrong. When you assume you make an Ass of U and Me" simple as that she shrugged.
She wasn't good with heartful matters. She cant recall getting a heartbreak that messed her up. She'd not really get that close and get her hopes up.
"He might be more weasel-y than I thought. He helped me become mobile once more but it might have cost me more than I could see." she looked off thinking heavily of the subject.
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Post by Stevie-Rae on Jun 15, 2018 19:45:53 GMT -8
Syevie’s anger at herself began to reflect outward at this female telling her she assumed and therefore it was her fault. SHE FUCKING KNEW THAT! She was about to turn into a PUNCH FOR HER FAVE, but the woman mentioned Leon may have been wease-ing.
She thought bck to when they visited the ‘florida’ area. He had made almost-advances. He had almost done something. It wasn’t clear, it if seemed like it. When she went to talk with him earlier this same day, he had groped the air where her boobs would have been. Stevie-Tae gasped.
“Oh my Gods. That son-of-a-fucking-whore!”
With that Stevie dropped the sake she was holding and raced back out of the bar.
/exit thread
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Post by Avice Locke on Jun 16, 2018 0:53:15 GMT -8
Avice raised her metal arm in defence but it seemed like it wasn't necessary as the Drunken miss stormed off.
She looked at Roz pressing her lips in a thin line the furrow in her brow tells Roz she wasnt entirely sure what just happened which happens a lot. "I seem to have that effect on people..." she looked out the door an saluted Stevie-rae in her endeavors.
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