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 Posted: Wed Dec 30, 2009 5:24 pm
He began grumbling, getting out of his car, and slamming the door. His face was not the happiest. Of course, he knew this could be a brand new opportunity.. He knew that the reason it was happening was to step his career up.
He supposed he should take that as a compliment.. He knew he was meant for bigger things. But something like killing off Asher? He felt Asher MADE that Soap, and he couldnt help but be upset, and a bit pissed off.
The bar could help that though.. The Slippery n****e was a bar located not far from the studios. It only took a fifteen minute drive before he was there and ready to get his drink on.
He pulled his jacket tighter, the warm months having gone away with the coming of Christmas. He was bundled, though not overly warm. He needed to remember, they still lived in Cali after all.
He walked to the darkest part of the bar, the smell of cigarettes and white trash clinging to the air like the alcohol smell that wafted from everywhere.
It wasnt the greatest dive. It had a rave like dance floor out to the far end of the Bar.
He supposed it was more of a club than a bar, not that he had ever used it for the club part..One needed friends to enjoy things like those.
The waitress approached him, in all her squealing glory, and he shooed her away with an order for a cup of Crown without the ice. Oh, he was going to get in some sort of frame of mind tonight..
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Posted: Sat Feb 13, 2010 4:55 pm
Ana felt like s**t.
But of course she did. She was seven tequila shots into the night, and she's only been at the bar for an hour. The latina model was pretty smashed, but had a much higher tolerance than the average girl. Her latina descent gives her a high tolerance, and she's a heavy drinker as ti is, so it takes more drinks than just seven shots to make a huge impact.
Nonetheless, she still felt like s**t. It was a combination of the alcohol, hardly eating, and the realization that she may have majorly ******** up her career. She took an offer with BELLE magazine to do a photoshoot, the competitor of Chic magazine, where Ana had been buttering up the editor in chief.
It was just as Ana received her appletini that she realized the night might not be so horrible after. Super-stud Oz Parker had just entered the building and was making his way over to her corner in the bar. Pleased and her mind set on the goal, she made her way over to him, swinging her hips from side to side. When she got near him, she deliberately "accidentally" dropped her napkin, and slowly picked it up, showing off her greatest a**et. She then looked at him in her bent over position and smiled, as if she didn't see him before.
She then took a seat next to him, still smiling. "Oz Parker, its a fancy seeing you here," she said, trying to act as sober as she could.
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