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Post by nate on Jan 20, 2013 15:12:59 GMT -5
Nate had been at his work at the bar for most of the day since the day bar staff had called in sick so he was keeping an eye on the bar, serving the costumers whenever they went up to the bar. "Why did I have to decide to work at a bar, it is so much hassle." Nate thought as his gaze turned up at the ceiling while he let out a sigh in frustration. One of the customers walked over to him and asked Nate if he was alright. "Everything is fine, I just miss my girlfriend as I could be with her instead of here but it makes me feel proud that I don't need to rely on my parent's name or their money." Nate said as he smiled at the customer before he went back to his work.
A few minutes later he heard the door to the bar open so he turned to look and saw some males who he recognized from his time as a student in the school. “What are their names again?” Nate thought, as he tried to remember who the males are but he simply shrugged his shoulders since he was a popular in school so since he couldn't remember everyone's names, it must mean that the males weren't popular at least when he was in school. But for some reason the males sort of reminded Nate of what he used to be like before he started to date his best friend and has tried to stop being such a player like he once was. Nate turned back to the glasses as he started to wash the glasses before he put them away not really caring that he couldn't remember the male’s name. Nate’s gaze turned back to the counter when he noticed some customers standing there so he served them and then went back to doing the glasses.
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Tagged: Winslet
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Post by winsleterinnfarley on Jan 20, 2013 23:28:21 GMT -5
 ( DON'T MAKE ME SAD, DON'T MAKE ME CRY, )[/color][/font] ❝ SOMETIMES LOVE IS NOT ENOUGH AND THE ROAD GETS TOUGH ❞[/color][/font][/center] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - A [/color] small girl walked into the bar, her long blonde hair fanning slightly. She'd been to this bar before. Although she was only 17, they served her anyway, on the condition that she never had more than 2 drinks and didn't go home with anyone she didn't know. She was happy with these terms, having no desire to go home with anyone regardless of her state of mind. Sure, she got lonely just like anyone else, but she didn't need a sexual partner to make herself feel better.
She knew guys would gawk. It was one of those days in which she knew how hot she looked, with her mini skirt, long v-neck sweater, and thigh high stockings. Add in the knee-high boots and she was jailbait walking. That's how she liked it. She'd tried to figure out her obsession in the past, but she was addicted to the attention she drew from men, despite the fact that she was incapable of having sex with any of them. She just wanted to be admired. She put it down to the fact that all adolescent women want to be admired and recognized. Some were just a little more bold about how they got it. She sat down at the bar. She already knew what she was going to order. When she looked around for the bartender, she realized she didn't recognize him. Uh-oh. Well, at least she had her ID. Her fake one, anyway. It listed her as 21, a role she played well. She'd only ever had to use it once. Hopefully the usual bartender had told this one that she was coming by. It was a daily thing. Sometimes she drank, but more often than not she just wanted company.
As she waited for the bartender to notice her, a heavy-set guy reeking of gin stumbled over to her. "Hey. sugar. How'd you like to come party with me?" Winslet gently rejected him, hoping he would just, y'know, go away. But he didn't seem to get the hint. When he grabbed onto her wrist, trying to pull her to his table, she gave a tiny shriek. At 5' tall, she knew she was no match for his strength.[/font][/center] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ( THE ROAD IS LONG WE CARRY ON,) [/color][/font] ❝ TRY TO HAVE FUN IN THE MEAN TIME ❞[/color][/font] [/center] ( word count ) 366 ( status ) nate ( outfit ) TaDa! ( place ) bar
( notes ) anything? ( credits ) ( m u f f i n ) of Caution! [/color][/font] |
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Post by nate on Jan 21, 2013 7:55:44 GMT -5
Nate noticed the the customers heads turned when the door to the bar opened it. "Who could it be." Nate thought. His gaze turned to where everyone else was looking at and saw a female with long blond hair who he had recognize from some of the parties he went to when he was in school but then she was much younger, and recently with going to parties with his best friend who is now his girlfriend Isabella. But he hadn't really spoken to her that much so she could be the same age as he is.
Nate looked the female from head to toe as he tried to figure out just how old the female is, since with the make up and what not she is wearing, he is guessing that she comes from a rich family but why would a rich person come to a bar when they could go to expensive one... then again he is a rich person who is working in a bar. Nate noticed the female looking at him so he turned back to the glasses and continued to wash them. Nate did have to wonder on if she has a fake I.D. or if she will try to get when of the blokes who are gawking at her.
Nate turned back to the female as he heard one of the locals try to get her to go with him. "She isn't interested with any time with you." Nate said as he poured himself a Coke. "So leave her alone or leave the bar." Nate said as he wondered what the male will do. The male let go of the female and went back to his table alone. "So how comes someone like you has come to this bar alone?" Nate asked the female deciding to get to know the female better.
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Post by winsleterinnfarley on Jan 21, 2013 19:37:19 GMT -5
( DON'T MAKE ME SAD, DON'T MAKE ME CRY, ) [/color][/font] ❝ SOMETIMES LOVE IS NOT ENOUGH AND THE ROAD GETS TOUGH ❞[/color][/font][/center] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - W [/color] inslet was glad the bartender managed to chase off the guy. She hated when guys that drunk approached her. She loved being approached by guys, but they had to be sober enough to take the hint. Most of the regulars knew that. Most of them had approached her at one point. She liked to pretend they didn't. "I like the company." As she leaned on the bar, trying to be flirtatious.
This guy was familiar. Where had she seen him before. It was recent. She was sure of that. She quickly searched he memories. A drink would probably loosen the brain, right? "I'll have a Zombie." She loved Zombies. They were the best mixed drink she knew. So sweet and fruity. It went down really easy. Soft and silky, like magic. In her opinion, it was the cats pajamas. And as she watched him, she realised where she'd seen him. "Isabella!" It was Isabellas boyfriend. She'd shown Winslet a picture on her phone, and she thought they may have met at a party at some point. [/font][/center] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ( THE ROAD IS LONG WE CARRY ON,) [/color][/font] ❝ TRY TO HAVE FUN IN THE MEAN TIME ❞[/color][/font] [/center] ( word count ) 182 ( status ) nate ( outfit ) TaDa! ( place ) bar
( notes ) anything? ( credits ) ( m u f f i n ) of Caution! [/color][/font] |
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Post by nate on Jan 22, 2013 4:43:46 GMT -5
Nate noticed that the female was glad that he managed to get the drunken male to leave her alone, the main reason was that he would of had a bollocking off of Isabella if she heard about him letting a drunken male drag one of her friends... well he wasn't exactly sure if they are friends since he hasn't seen Isabella and the female interacting... away when he could of done something to stop it. "Well I doubt you would like the company of a drunken older man." Nate said noticing that the female was trying to flirt with him but he didn't pay any attention.
Nate noticed that the female was looking at him carefully as if she recognize him but wasn't sure where from. Nate raised an eye brow when the female ordered a Zombie. "I will give you it if you tell me your real age since I don't think you are old enough to be drinking in a bar here." Nate said as she raised an eye brow at the female. Nate made the Zombie drink but put it to one side until he heard if it was the truth. "So you do know my girlfriend, but are you in the same year as her or are you like me and like younger people to date or be friends with?" Nate asked as he took a sip of his Coke.
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