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- Posted: Mon, 09 Jan 2012 23:01:30 +0000
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Viv was in her own little world, killing time by mixing up new shots for Ryan and herself, uncaring if she was getting closer to being plastered. It took a lot to get Vivian drunk, but with just how slow and bored she had been these days, getting drunk seemed to be the only exciting thing to do around here. Their glasses clinked together before touching the table then tipping the burning liquid down their throats. There wasn't even a flinch from either of them, just a bit of a shiver as the Goldschlager tore at her throat.
"Mmm.. I don't like that one as much as the other," Viv commented to Ryan. Small talk wasn't her strong suit, but Ry and her had known each other for a while so it came... easy in a sense. Picking up the empty glasses, Viv set them down in the nearby dishwasher, already pulling up two more shot glasses. As she took a sip from her drink, keen ears picked up on a bit of commotion on the dance floor. Which was odd, because most of these people were more interested in getting laid and drunk than punching each other out. It was unnecessary in many of their blurred, drunk eyes. Intrigued, Vivian set the alcoholic beverage down and took a glance out towards the doors and towards the throbbing bodies. A few were glaring towards a tall man, one with shining golden hair. He seemed like he must have been the cause of the problem, and it was easy to tell after Viv witnessed another punch towards a customer's stomach.
The customer crippled over in pain, blood being splattered on the light-up tiles. Her black eyes shifted from the patron towards the tall man, now already making his way towards the bar after wrecking the mood of many drunkards. Viv couldn't have cared less, however, and paid no mind to the objections from the dance floor. If they had a problem with this guy, they could come up and talk to her privately, not yell from the dance floor. It was rude. So instead, Vivian focused her attention on the black clad man, her hands now placed on her hips as she waited for him to approach and order his drink. Like hell if she was going to kick someone out that might be fun enough to liven this place up with new people and new ideas.
[[sorry.. hadn't really paid attention to thread >.<; I will post if possible before work once more.]]