Bright Lights, Bigger City || [OPEN]
Ā Joey sat at the bar, having a drink. Chicago. Fucking Chicago! It was a disaster. He had put on a suit, and a hat he had borrowed from one of his friends- it was like, a fedora or something.. That was the one good thing about Chicago, seeing his friends again. They had agreed to babysit for him, for the night, like they always did, even though that wasnāt the best idea. But that didnāt help any of the stupid feelings, not a bit. So, instead of dancing, he stood at the bar, sipping on a drink, at trying to engross himself in the music. And thatās when he saw Isse, that girl he sort of knew, tapping her fingers.
āCan I buy you a drink?ā
Isse was itching to do something. There was a gentle pulse of energy pumping through her blood, almost in time with the jazzy music. Her head bobbed a little, tight curls pinned to her head and feathered headband to top it off. The party was a distraction from the visit she still had to make. Isse wasn't really looking forward to making the trip to the hospital to see her mom in a coma, but then again miracles could happen. Perhaps her mom was awake now. Isse shook her head. She'd think about that tomorrow, maybe. Hearing a voice nearby, she turned to look at the man.Ā
"Well, don't you look dapper tonight? You can buy me one if ya dig."
