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- Posted: Thu, 24 Nov 2011 09:08:51 +0000

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxRachel Natalie Chapman--Tim's Publicistx•••
The heart beats happy when it has a place. And if it doesn't have a home, it can come into my space. So you can be the one I love. I can be the one you long for.

Even though she used to have everything figured out in her life, she couldn't say it was bad move to work for him. Even with all the raging phone calls she got sometimes in the middle of the day when she was enjoying herself, it wasn't a bad move. Ben and her were complete opposites now. She'd realized there roles had reversed. She knew eventually he would find out that she was working for him. Although, he was right about it getting weird. Sometimes he'd call her in the middle of the night rambling about s**t and she sometimes wondered what she had gotten herself into. Sometimes, he'd come to her place in the middle of the night just to wake her up and have their own adventure in the late streets of New York. She curiously wondered why he hadn't done that with his girlfriend, Hannah. Hannah, who seemed to hate her guts for shrooming with him half naked in a schvitz. She'd probably hate herself too though but its not like he would do anything and she wouldn't cross the line. Thus, was the life of Rachel Natalie Chapman.
Currently, Rachel was at some club with you would have guessed it Tim, the man who had somehow rooted himself into her life. The twenty-three year old sighed and then took another shot of vodka. She was careful not to get too drunk. After all, someone had to watch over him. Someone had to remember the events of tonight. It was going to be her, she was determined. He said he got really crazy when he partied, which was apparent with his loudness. She parted her hair to the side, her hair a bit sweaty, after dancing for awhile. She smiled as she looked at him. She wondered if the red dress she was wearing somehow screamed, come and get me. It had short sleeves, with a heart bustier, and it fell above her knees. Her green eyes looked at the bartender, who was serving others drinks. He seemed to be staring at her breasts. Rachel sighed before deciding, "Another vodka."She told him before he served her once more. She decided that was the last drink of the night as she downed it and that it would be the last of googly eyed bartender man.
She looked back, realizing he had gone somewhere else and she had lost sight of him. "God, it's like I'm his bodyguard or something."She said, before immersing herself into the crowd full of drunken people. The music was awfully loud, deciding that it'd be easier if she pretended she was dancing. She shook her hips a bit, moving her head back, and allowing herself to get lost in the music for a moment. Finally, she spotted the raven haired male partying with a bunch of other people. It was time to go. She didn't want him doing anything stupid because it would mean more work for her. "Tim!"she yelled out loudly, trying to get his attention. It all seemed to be drowned out though. She grasped his wrist, pulling him out of there and out of the club scene.
Rachel couldn't understand why he wanted her to be with him. She probably wasn't as fun as his girlfriend even though she was dancing around a bit. She could see the sweat beads rolling off his face. He had most definitely been partying hard. "Tim, how much have you had to drink?"She questioned. Once he told her the number, her eyes widened. "I'm glad you didn't do anything stupid tonight. You can chill at my place for awhile and then you can go back to Hannah." She hailed a taxi for both for both of them, smiling as she had gotten their taxi rather quickly.
She squeezed into the back, telling her the taxi driver her address. She looked at Tim, glancing at him sometimes. Okay, he's attractive. It was totally the alcohol speaking. She had self control. She did. She took another glance at him. I'm making this obvious aren't I? She bit her lip for a moment. "So aren't you tired? I'll grab you some water. It's best you rehydrate yourself." Finally, after the taxi ride was over, she grabbed his hand, keeping it there until they had got in. It wasn't big like Tim's place but she had a nice studio to herself, her bedroom was there out in the open, and you only had to walk a few steps to it after you passed the living room.
"Couch or my bed?"she questioned. He'd probably crash here. She just had a feeling. "I bet you, you want to sleep with me in bed. You just have to make yourself comfortable cause this couch is so hard. I don't mind either way."She said, her sarcasm seeping through. She sat down next to him on the couch after handing him a glass of water. "So what do you want to do?"
oh oh sparkles: i hope this is good, i totally set it up for him so that he could kiss her. xD














