“right.” the excuses blurred into one another at some point. had to hit the road, had a game in the morning, a meeting, a photoshoot, a breakfast, to walk the dog. she had even used one or two herself. in actuality though, if there was something one thing she learned, it was that if someone wanted to stay, they would, regardless of the meeting, the dog, the game. and she couldn’t fault him for that. “well you, my one night stand friend, have had some shitty experiences havent you?” she rose an eyebrow at him, slight smile toying at her lips. it had stung, a little, when it happened. but it was tinder, the epitome of quick, instant gratification, the hook up app of the century, what else could bay have expected? “i personally prefer a nice high five, maybe a fit bump if i really liked it.” a little intoxicated, her normal inhibitions a little lowered, felt a little looser, casual, grinned somewhat at him. “i would have to agree.” she gave him a nod, ignored that tingle of her skin at the sight of that lop sided grin, similar to the one she had swiped right on not too long ago. “ahhh…” bay turned slightly, looked down at their little table. “ciroc, i think. anything, really.” at this point it didn’t matter. “you could get my drink or you could dance with me and make amsterdam a little more fun.” bay smiled at him once more, pushed her curls away from her face before playfully winking at him. “your call.”
Shitty experiences? She had no idea... “My life is defined by a series of one shit experience to the next,” Casey explained with a husky chuckle, tipping back the bottle of beer in his hand until it’d been finished off completely. Some would disagree and call his words an exaggeration, he was one of the leading members of a band known around the world after all, but he held firm with the opinion. No matter how much fame or success he tucked away beneath his belt he’d always been the same rough around the edges kid from Manchester just trying to survive. "A fist bump, really?” Don’t ask him why ( because he was almost sure she was only joking ) but that sounded like the most hilarious thing he’d heard all night. “I’ll tell you what--- after we’re proper wasted tonight and have had our fun out there on the floor, we can go back to the house for a do-over.” Gray eyes flashed mischievously even in the dim lighting of the club. “If I don’t get a fist bump come morning you and I are going to have massive problems. I’ll light all ‘yer shoes on fire and then throw them in the pool.” The warning was almost lost within the sound of his deep laugh, but Case figured she got the general idea. Rising from the seat he held out a hand, already setting his sights on the bar. “Ladies first, c’mon now. That entire bar won’t drink itself. We have work to do.”
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