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The loud Italian girl next door

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dana-sun: 

A few months ago. Another beat passed as Dana contemplated this fact. Could she honestly have expected Lea to let her know she was back in town after the way things ended between them? The answer was no- even as much as Dana, deep down, wished she would have known. “No- you really do.” The words emphasizing what Lea did not seem to think of herself right then came out of her as if she wasn’t even in her own body- a ghost of herself saying the things her mind was trying so desperately to stop her from saying. She was vaguely reminded of the nights in, where they’d be dressed just like this, lounging around together and laughing over stupid movies and… She cut her mind off right there. “Well, I hope everything is going well for you,” she forced out, suddenly fighting back tears she hadn’t even thought would come. She wanted to turn around and walk back the other way- she glanced the other way to avoid Lea seeing the emotion in her features.

Lea hated this. If only... If only she had stumbled along a different path, found a dealer and got a hit she could have dealt with this carelessly, but being sober in every way, she felt the pain Dana felt by looking at her, reading her expression though she tried to fake it. Tasting bitterness as she swallowed, Lea felt -- no, she knew she owed Dana more than she gave her. “D wait...” She called, her hand extended but not exactly touching the other girl. Her plan stopped there as she hadn’t fully thought things through. When she was with Dana, it was one of her “clean” phases. She was trying to stay right for Dana, barely even drinking around her when they first started dating, and sure, she was a dream then. But her past caught up with her sooner or later and the drug use started again. She tried to keep it far from Dana, but that only made them distant. The secret she kept was making them grow apart, the nights Lea spent out late getting her fix and coming home near down dazed and without explanation... And then she left. In the back of her mind, she convinced herself that it was for the best. For Dana.  That the other had a bright future and she would only hold her back, get her hooked and ruin her life, but that was just a cop out. But how could she tell all that to Dana? Would it make things better? Would it make her feel better? “I’m sorry. I really am.” was all that she could say in the end.

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adam--emerson: 

“I’m down for a round of shots. What’s you poison, gorgeous?”

“You’re buying, I’m trying -- I’ll have whatever you have.” Lea smiled. She waved over the bartender for the guy to make his order then turned back to him. “New in town?”

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ainsley-munson:

“Where’s the pretty girl?” Ainsley couldn’t help but shoot back before a smirk came onto her lips. “What do you want to drink?”

“Ouch! You’re gonna come for me just like that, huh?” She laughed. “When it doubt, shots. Though if you feel like being a baller, we can get a bottle of champagne and head to the VIP area. I here that there’s a dancer around her who gives lapdances if she’s tipsy enough.”

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henry-rawlins:

“I guess I can be, since I’m buying you a drink,” he joked, sending her a wink and then motioning to the bartender, ordering them some shots. “I did come to have fun–some kind of fun, at least. I’m glad not everyone here is dead set on ignoring one another,” he smiled to her. “I’m Henry.” 

“Well lucky me.” She smiled. Pulling on her shorts, she hopped onto one of the stools and crossed her legs, the room having seen enough of her body gyrating on stage, and looked eagerly as the bartender prepared the shots. “Well, Henry, it’s not that kind of club. Most of the people here wanna have a good time and forget they have adult shit to do and bills to pay. Helps do get hammered and look up a few skirts or down a few tops. Lea. nice to meet you.” She said as she extended her hand towards him. “You local, Henry?”

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xhaleighbennetx: 

She smiled as the girl ordered them the shots, “This is exactly what I need right now. Oh, I just moved here, so you would’ve never seen me before,” she nodded. “Haleigh. It’s nice to meet you.”

“Well, I like to think that I’m good at knowing what women want.” Lea smirked. She handed the girl a shot glass and raised it in cheers before tilting her head back as the glass hit her lips and let the burn coat her throat. “So, are you gonna tell me where you’re from, or am I gonna have to pry it outta ya with a few more drinks?”

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grayrojas: 

Gray rolled his eyes, shaking his head. “Alright, alright, don’t get your vagina in a twist; also, you better be cool with tequila. I’m only doing this because I didn’t expect for you to actually call me out on my shit,” he admitted, calling over the bartender and ordering two tequila shots.

Her lips purse and her head cocked to the side, she let out a scoff at him. “If you didn’t expect that then you must not have a lot of women in your life.” She smirked. “Tequila’s cool.” She confirmed, looking at the bartender sweetly before turning back to the male beside her. “So tell me something -- why are you here if you’re in such a bad mood? Do you always got a stick up your ass or are you looking for a stick and that’s why you’re so pissy tonight?”

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champgncmami:

“Can you? He is being a dick, I even offered to give him a blow job.” She slurred a bit the girl’s way. “I’ll give you a hundred dollars and go down on you.”

“I can sweet talk him into just about anything.” Lea promised. “And you’d get to keep your hundred bucks, too.” Lea smirked. At this point in the night she was so far gone that she couldn’t pick up very well that the woman had a bit too much because she herself was faded beyond belief. Still, it wasn’t like she could help herself around a hot girl, drunk or sober. “ Come with me, I’ll make sure you have a fun night.“ She said as she linked arms with the woman and tugged her back to the bar.

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apclloknox:

“Sounds good to me. Tequila or Vodka?” Apollo looked around the room and shrugged, “I like people. I usually lean towards guys, but I have been out of the game so long that I’m not picky.”

“You’re buying, sweets, I’m just along for the ride.” She smiled, letting him pick his poison. With a chuckle, she leaned back against the bar and looked out into the crowd.  “I here ya -- slim pickings since we got the right to marry. “ She joked. “I don’t think it’d be enough to send me to dick but you never know what you’ll do when you get desperate enough. “ She laughed. “But you’re cute, shouldn’t be too hard to find you someone. Oh, see that guy?” She said tapping the strangers arm and pointing. “Hard top. Banged a friend of mine and he’s a few inches above average if y’know what I’m saying.“ She chuckled. “ And that guy with the purple hair? He’s verse and he swings both ways--always has a girl on the back burner. So if you’re really not picky, you might end up going home with one of each.”

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joey-harington: 

“See that doesn’t make me want to buy you a drink any more than I already did. It actually makes it less, and I didn’t want to do it in the first place.”

“Oh c’mon! Learn to take a joke.” She swatted at him playfully. “You LA types are so serious. Look, it’s a club, you go to clubs to have fun, and drinks are fun, right? So let’s have some fun. Whaddya say, cutie?”

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grayrojas:

“You look like somebody who isn’t very good at judging what people would do based on their looks. That was— wordy. Was there a better way to say all that using less words…” He looked up, thinking for a second before looking back at her. “What do you think?”

“The less wordy way is simply saying that you’re gay, broke, or that you don’t feel like helping a dancer get a cut of the profits the bar makes. Less asshole-y too.”

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apclloknox:

“Yeah, of course. Maybe it will start some drink karma and a suitor will buy me a drink.” Apollo waved the bartender over. “What did you want?”

“Shots?” She asked with a brow cocked. “And what’re you into? Trust me, I know all the regulars in this place and who likes to do what. We’ll find you someone cute to go home with.”

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adam--emerson:

“I always want to buy pretty girls drinks.”

“Well aren’t you sweet? How about a round of shots? This place can get pretty boring when you’re sober.”

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elijahfml:

“Oh yeah? Does that line work for you often?”

“All the time. People come to clubs to meet people. If you wanted to drink alone, you would have done it at home, not in a place where you can feel the music through the floors and you’re more likely to get a drink spilled on you than you are to get fast service.” She chuckled.

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haddyxwells:

“Hmm how about I buy you one instead. Might be the safer option.” Locking a glare with the player looking male.

Lea’s attention was quickly drawn to the woman talking, a smile spreading across her face as she moved closer to her. “It’s the hotter option, that’s for damn sure. But safer...? How will I know that you wont put the moves on me when I get a little tipsy, huh?” She grinned.