Lonely week.. such a waste.. [Open]

[kiara]

Kiara Linkon

Thread Location- The Bubbling Bronze
Characters Involved- Only her for now
Date- Feb. 7th
Time- 3:18
Weather- Slightly breezy out, the sun is out.
Information- Kiara is slightly addicted to vodka so
she sneaks into the club with her fake I.D, and plans
on getting drunk.

Kiara was in a surprisingly bad mood today. Well that wasn't really a surprise, since she had been in a bad mood since the first day she moved out here. That morning she waked up to the smell of eggs and muffins. She didn't want to eat of course but her grandmother made tons of shit, hoping Kiara would eat it. She pulled on a pair of black cigarette skinny jeans and paired them with a cheetah printed tank top. Before she made her way into the kitchen she pulled on some black cowboy boots. Her grandmother was scrambling eggs when she walked in and didn't even notice Kiara so she just slipped out the door and walked down the small drive threw. As she walked she kept thinking about how much she hated her grandmothers house.. it was so small and simple.. why couldn't it be big and outrageous like her house back in England. Well she didn't really wanna move back there with her stupid mom and be near her abusive dad.. but maybe it was better then this place.. no friends, no nothing.
Suddenly Kiara had a sudden urge for alcohol, she usually craved it ever since her first try with her buddies back in her home town but she really wanted some now.. She pulled out her scratched Iphone and got directions for the bar The Bubbling Bronze, that she heard about yesterday. Walking at a fast pace Kiara got there quickly, she wiped the sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand and showed her fake ID card to the bouncer guy. He let her in of course. She flashed a small grin and walked in her head held high.. The place was sort of deserted at this time since it was noon.. but she didn't really mind she wasn't here to mingle.
Kiara sat down on a bar stool and smiled at the dude behind the bar.. waiting for someone to get her order.
"One vodka please" Kiara mumbled at the guy.
He quickly handed her a vodka and she downed it in about a minute feeling the back of her throat burn and grinned.. vodka always seemed to make her happy..

[ayla]

come fly down, like a singing bird,

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sings your name, I am still the same.[/center]

Sidney had always been a fan of alcohol; the aftereffects, however, discouraged him from ever touching the stuff. At one beer, Sid was stumbling around the room. Two, and he was barely conscious. Plus the massive hangover the day after. He didn't know what brought him to the club today, especially at three in the afternoon. The band lined up for the night wasn't there, and only two or three people besides himself had entered.

Sidney showed his (real) ID and went in, surveying the club. It wasn't too fancy, nothing like the huge nightclubs in Chicago or Indianapolis, but it was pretty damn good for a small town like this. The only people in the club were seated on bar stools. Sidney thought this was a pretty good idea, since standing around like an idiot wasn't exactly his thing. He did, however, walk very slowly to the counter. He still wasn't sure if braving the hangover was such a good idea.

Finally, after much internal debate, Sidney seated himself next to a small black-haired girl who looked much too young to be in there. "Umm... one O'Doul's, please," he told the bartender, earning a look of contempt for the nonalcoholic drink. He did, however, get a green can, which he popped open and drank from immediately. The taste was almost the same as real beer, but obviously it didn't make him the bumbling idiot real beer did.

Sidney realized that there was a girl sitting next to him. And, being Sidney, he was compelled to introduce himself. "Hey. Kind of early to be throwing down vodka, hmm? I'm Sidney, by the way," he said.

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notes ! sid's a flirt =)[/font]

[Denali Evelin]

Denali

Clubs and bars were for people 18 and older no? But that didn’t mean that people wouldn’t sneak in. Besides after a long and exhausting day at the barn, nothing seemed more elegant then to sit across from the drunk and puking and down a couple shots of tequila or perhaps rum straight up. Even if it was only noon. But also getting drunk meant that Denali does inane things and that’s how she meant Dylan. Who cares, in fact fuck it.
Denali traipsed toward a bar that sat about six people and the rest could stand or make fools out of then selves in an exciting and enduring game of poker. A repulsive waft of cigarette smoke hit her like a great presapus. She blinked her eyes into the bar, the sound of a pool balls slamming into each other made her feel queer since of safety. Her stilettos clicked across the floor and she slumped into the high stool next to a man who seemed annoying sophisticated and a girl with shaggy black hair and a petite glass of vodka. Dane gave a friendly smile to both of them as not to interrupt their conversation.
A Bloody Mary, she flashed her ID and rested her head in her hand. The indie bangles slid down her thin arm and bunched up around her elbow, clinging together. The bartender placed the chilled red drink in front of her.
Here’s to, here’s to you guys, may your life’s be far less complicated then mine, Denali raised the glass and took a sip. The chill burned the inside of her mouth and made her shake on the way down, but she wanted more. All liquor had an intoxicating effect on her, even something as simple and pathetic as a wine cooler. Dane raked her fingers through her bronze hair, applied some cotton candy lip gloss and waited.

[kiara]

Yawning to herself Kiara looked around the bar, there still wasn't much people in here yet she didn't really expect anyone to be here at the bar, she pretty much thought this small town was deserted. She looked down at her empty vodka, craving more. Kiara was the type of drinker who couldn't stop after just one, she usually kept drinking and drinking till she passed out or someone forced her to stop. Then she would wake up to a huge hang over and be craving spicy foods.

"Hey dude.. one more vodka, please" Kiara said to the guy behind the bar serving drinks. He slowly took her drink and after what felt like ticking hours handed her back her glass filled with more vodka. She gulped down the vodka slowly, ignoring her burning throat. The only real bad thing she hated about drinking was she became a giggling idiot and even worse a big flirt.. Kiara didn't really flirt with random boys, only the boys she liked but drinking does do weird things to people.

Running her hand threw her straight raven hair Kiara turned to her left in the seat, still sipping on her vodka and noticed that there was a boy sitting next to her drinking from a green can. He was kinda cute..
"Hey. Kind of early to be throwing down vodka, hmm? I'm Sidney, by the way," He said introducing himself. She raised an eyebrow and laughed lightly.
"Well hey there and it's never to early to get drunk" She joked. "Oh yeah and I'm Kiara"

Waiting for his answer she turned her attention to a girl with short bronze hair who just seemed to appear or walked in, Kiara instantly thought her hair was cool, since there wasn't much girls she's seen with bronze hair. The girl smiled at her and she instantly smiled back.

[ayla]

come fly down, like a singing bird,

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sings your name, I am still the same.[/center]

Sidney noticed the red haired girl come and sit next to him. He returned her friendly smile, then look a sip of his "beer." Sweet. I seem to be magnetic, he though as a small smile crept across his face. Two girls in less than five minutes? How lucky can you be?

"Well, since you put it that way, Kiara..." Sidney took a big gulp of his drink. He glanced over her shoulder at the stage, where the band was still not there. He wanted the night to start already. He much preferred to dance and talk than drink.

Sidney took advantage of the pause in conversation to investigate the red-head further. She was pretty, but not really Sidney's type. Now that he thought about it, neither was Kiara, but so what. Her toast came as a surprise to him; she looked so collected, not the type to have a turbulent life. "Well, now I feel compelled to ask why your life is so complicated," he said. Sidney didn't mind if he was asking personal questions; this was a bar, right? He wasn't exactly sure why things were so different at a nightclub than at the barn or at Walmart, but apparently they were.

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word count ! 296
notes ! i'm sooo sorry for the long delay... i was sure it posted a few days ago, but apparently that was a very inconvenient time for my internet to go out[/font]

[Denali Evelin]

Denali

She averted her attention to the seasoned lemon she was now squeezing into her Bloody Mary. The clear acidic juice stained the thick red surface and sat, didn’t even absorb. Like the same mangled raven that mocked every inch and every move that Denali seemed to do when she rode Romeo. Obviously it was an odd irrelevant omen. With her pinky finger, she stirred the drink. Very lady like indeed. Dane chuckled under her breath.
Kiara. Dane beamed at the name, so adorable yet in a peculiar way chic. Kiara returned her smile. She was phlegmatic, and nonchalant, but she imedeately liked her. Tearing her eyes away from Kiara her azure optics flickered to the man between them
The man seemed pleased with the presents of both Kiara and Dane. As was Dane with Kiara and Sid. His name was Sidney and he was without a doubt charming. Dane shintillated and looked into her Bloody Mary, she opened her lips but no words came out. The melody didn’t speak and no birds sang. His comment came as a surprise, as he probably didn’t even know her name! Dane shriveled her groomed eyebrows together, took a long swig from the drink and looked back at Sid.
Well you probably are most certainly right good sir, im actualy not sure. Stupid of me, no? She paused to give a slight toothy smile. Crossing her legs under the bar she discreetly licked her lips.
I’m sorry, I’m Denali by the way.
The vodka or tequila or whatever was in the Bloody Mary was kicking in, Dane definitely had to watch what she was doing.

[kiara]

Kiara averted her attention from an old man who was gulping down numerous amounts of liquor. She thought people like that were interesting, he also had a cool tattoo on his arm. She turned her attention over to the girl with bronze hair who said her name was Denali and the boy who introduced himself as Sidney. Kiara didn't mind butting into other people's conversations, she had always been like that and hated being left out. She frowned as they talked about complicated lives. Kiara did have a very complicate life and she hated talking about. Especially when her mother back in England made her go see a counselor. Kiara thought that was a waist of time telling someone who you didn't know and had to pay about your personal issues. She played with the feather on her chain necklace, looking away from them and picked up her vodka, gulping it down quickly.
Kiara blinked slowly, and immediately felt like the world was spinning around and around.. like a merry go round. She sometimes got a little disillusion when she was drunk. She laughed loudly for no reason what so ever and called for another drink. The bartender gave her a strange look and handed her another vodka, in a glass. She started to gulp it down, her mind on her life.. her childhood at least. She had hated her child hood, she didn't even like to think about it.. but for some reason she was thinking about it. Usually Kiara, just kept drinking and drinking until she past out or became sick, it was a way of keeping her mind of "Things". She kept sipping on the vodka, feeling her eyelids get heavier and looked over at Denali and Sidney, smiling.
"So, ey.. what brings you two here anyways?" She asked, crossing her right leg over her left leg, still sipping on her vodka. Hopefully, tonight wouldn't be one of those crazy unexpected nights.

Note; sorry I haven't replied for awhile, grounded for months, but I'm back now[: