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kori mae fawn
 Posted: Feb 18 2015, 11:16 PM
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It wasn't a party, not really, but this whole speed dating business seemed like it could hold the potential to become a night to remember. When Kori Fawn walked into the room, grabbing her name tag and strutting to her table, she felt a little out of place. That never bothered her much, but it was surprising. This most certainly wasn't her domain. There were women here looking for love, for lust, for prince charmings. That last one made Kori laugh lightly. It was ridiculous and adorable all at once and it made her heart go out to those particular women. Hey, if that's what they wanted, then they should have it. What was Kori looking for? She wasn't sure. A hot night, a long term friend, a business connection. She really didn't care. The thought of simply rotating through men in such a controlled atmosphere fascinated and thrilled her. Yes. This was a perfect way to spend a quiet night.

There was her table. Hm. The place needed more alcohol, more glitter, louder music, dimmer lights. Kori slipped onto her seat and reminded herself that this was not her party. No. She wasn't planning it, wasn't leading the way with her unending energy. That didn't mean things could change.

She would be the hurricane that descended on this place. Not now, not immediately. For now the place seemed quiet and calm, but oh it would change. Kori's hand wandered down to her hip where slipped her flask of vodka in the waistband of her tight skirt. Patting the flask and noting its cool touch to the skin over her hips, she grinned devilishly. She figured bringing vodka was the way to go. It seemed to be the one liquor anyone would agree to just knock back. And while some of the men and women here were dressed for a classy evening, Kori was determined to make it get a little wild. When the potential for love and one night stands was in the air, Kori was happy to push that potential along with her penchant for revelry and booze.

She leaned back in her chair, her leather top shifting slightly on her frame. Her two long arms raised and then, folding her fingers together, she set her palms against her blonde hair, as if she was lounging on a beach chair instead of sitting at her speed dating table. Her desk, as she referred to it with a giggle. "Step into my office, babe," she said with a throaty breathiness. She was tempted to put her feet up on the table, to really sink into this role of interviewer that she kept thinking of. But no. She'd wait. Didn't want to intimidate any of these men just yet. There was plenty of time for that. First, she needed to weed out the ones who would turn down a swig from her hip flask.

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 Posted: Feb 19 2015, 12:01 AM
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He was only here for one purpose. That purpose was to see one person, talk to her, offer up an invitation for an explanation, and then leave the ball in her court. He wasn't going to make a grand gesture when he didn't deserve the chance. And eventually he would make his way to her. But for the moment he was sauntering over the first table of the night. A girl with bright blonde hair and a little spark to her presence even before he made it to the table. He grinned as he sat down and thought about the other options that could be had from such a night spent going from table to table meeting new people.

New play-mates. New toys. New shiny things. So he grinned a little broader and held out his hand to take hers, lifting it to his lips to kiss as his eyes never left hers. She was not the classiest of ladies that he could cross that night he was sure. But still, there lay inside every woman the desire to be treated like a lady regardless of their demeanor. And so he made sure his voice was velvet and he kept his dark eyes in line with hers.

"Good evening, Hexxus Black. It's a pleasure to meet you."

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 Posted: Feb 19 2015, 07:49 PM
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Step right up, step right up, eligible bachelor number one. She wanted to get on the table, to make the quiet murmuring of whatever this speed dating was something a bit livelier. But Kori would hold back. There was time, there was time.

The man who sat before her, grinning a knowing smile, was...well, he was tall, dark, and handsome. Perfect. She wasn't expecting him to take her hand so much but when he did, she sat upright, shifting from her reclining position to one at attention. She grinned right back and her eyes stayed locked on his. "Well, well, well, aren't you a surprise?" She giggled, but not girlishly. A bit knowing. This man couldn't fool her. He had a darkness in the glittering of his eyes. Perfect.

"Hexxus Black, what a name. Kori Fawn," she said, relishing his lips on her hand. "I'll be honest with you Hexxus. Either you're too polite, you're trying too hard, or you know exactly what you're doing. I can work with all three." She slipped her other hand to her hip, toying with the top of the flask.

"You seem like a drinking man," Kori added with an air of seriousness. "I promise it's good. I don't play around."

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 Posted: Feb 19 2015, 08:40 PM
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When she sat up after he kissed her hand, he felt his hunter instincts kick in. Something about a woman completely at attention had him wanting so badly to play. She could be a victim if she wasn't bright enough or quick enough. But if she could play this game just as well as he could then she was a candidate for a bit of fun. He was always a bit of a fiend when it came to lust, his track record was a bit lengthy with all the women he had been with. But something about doing anything serious right now with anyone seemed a bit out of the question. However he could easily see this lovely creature, Kori apparently as she had introduced herself as such, against a wall with his hands just about anywhere he wanted to put them.

But again, if she wasn't quick enough on the drop, those hands could turn a bit lethal. And this was all after a session of about twenty three more women. Just to see where his dial landed and if Kori was in fact that person that he was going to be playing with at all.

He let his hand fall from hers, but the fingertips that were lingering on the underside of her hand moved away slowly. Leaving a little trail that he was sure she would feel the ghost off if she was in fact at such attention as she appeared to be.

"I'm glad you approve of both my name and my surprising qualities. As for my being polite I must admit I am far from it. Trying, but not so hardly, to appear polite has innumerable benefits. As for knowing exactly what I'm doing..." he let his eyes move over her with a tug at the corner of his lips by way of a slight grin, "I am confident enough to say I do."

When she pulled out liquor he let his dark eyes shine with a bit of mischief and his grin broke into an amused laugh that had him utterly delighted at the prospect of getting a drink back. And at the first table too. My my, what a night he had in store for him.

"Well aren't you a delightful creature. I would adore a taste of whatever it is you have to offer."

Because Hexxus was nothing if not a man of words saturated with double meaning.

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 Posted: Feb 19 2015, 09:32 PM
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If only she knew about the destruction underneath Hexxus' surface. Oh, she had a bit of destruction in herself as well, a bit of the mad side of ecstasy always itching to get out, but she was just getting to know this bachelor. She couldn't unleash either of her extremes on him yet. She liked the way he watched her. It was intense, could be playful, could be more.

Well who knew speed dating would be off to such an intriguing start! Kori was feeling immensely proud and wasn't sure why. In her days as a maenad in Greece, she didn't need that sort of attention. She had her sisters, her patron, and the attention she received at their parties was enough. But in New York, she was finding there was something nice about this sort of attention from either a man or a woman.

His touch on her palm, so light and fleeting, made the hair in the back of her neck stand up. It was as if lights were going off in her mind. He was toying with her, playing with the delicate sense of the human body. Remember, she said to herself, you're a maenad. You're in control of this party. She leaned in again, smiling the sweet, coy smile.

"How am I not surprised," she said with a smirk. Polite on the outside, and something else underneath. She liked her friends complex. "Hexxus Black, there's nothing better than a person who knows themselves so completely." Kori felt she knew herself in that way. She had her purpose, her path. "Screw politeness. The niceties of society can get boring sometimes." She rolled her eyes but still smirked, keeping her body leaning towards him.

Kori liked his laugh. A perfect reaction to free booze. Oh thank the gods above she got someone so open so quickly.

"Delightful is one way to describe me," she said, removing the flask from her waistband and, with delicate movements, unscrewed the top. "I'm thinking delightful might not be the word for you, but I'm curious to find out what is. And I bet you would, babe, I bet you would." Of course he'd adore a taste. He was sitting with Kori Fawn. She took a sip first, a fair amount of expensive liquor tumbling down her throat. Without a flinch, she held the flask to Hexxus. "You a vodka man?"

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 Posted: Feb 20 2015, 10:10 AM
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"Hexxus Black, there's nothing better than a person who knows themselves so completely."

He felt a little shiver of pleasure run down his spine at how much she was saying his name. It made a slow grin bleed along his features and he couldn't help but relax in his seat and actually lean onto the table. Gazing at her conspiratorially. She was right about the knowing himself part too. He felt a pang of something akin to sadness, an emotion he was trying to fight off but knew all too well since coming back. He had known himself quite well before he melded with the earth again. He had even known himself when he was in that space full of abstraction, melding with the Darkness and loving every single second of it. It felt right, he felt whole, it was perfect.

But when he got back and he realized something vitally important to him was broken? It was a bitter taste in his mouth. Yes he was destruction. Yes he had ruined it. And yes he was always going to be the thing that shattered hope and people's lives. He had just never expected her. His one exception. He had never once thought that he was going to actually want to keep something whole. But as these thoughts crept into his mind like a virus, he expelled them and he paid attention to the blonde across from him.

"Screw politeness. The niceties of society can get boring sometimes."

"Oh I assure you, I would like nothing more than the conventions of society to crumble completely. For example this whole order of going from table to table? Of playing nice and doing what I'm told? It's taking quite a lot of my self control to do any of that. I don't normally adhere to the way things are supposed to go. Because you're quite right" he grinned a little "they can be terribly boring."

She was now pulling the flask out, unscrewing it with careful movements.

"Delightful is one way to describe me. I'm thinking delightful might not be the word for you, but I'm curious to find out what is. And I bet you would, babe, I bet you would."

He grinned like the wolf in sheep's clothing that he was and he took a deep breath as his words sailed from his lips like fingertips across silk.

"My dear Ms.Fawn, you are making me want to forget any of these other tables exist. That is remarkably unfair. I would gladly let you take a guess at a couple of words before I show you in vivid detail. That is...unless someone else in this place paints a more alluring picture than you are for me right now."

And when she handed him the flask he took it and drank it down, feeling the burn and sighing out with a delightful expression on his face and a little bit of orange burning at the bottom of his irises. It was lovely alcohol and she was a darling little shiny toy that he would love to do just about anything else. Anything except, of course, going the full mark. Only one woman could do that for him. Only one person in the world could satisfy him, his lust, and his hunger. But this beautiful little wisp of a girl was nothing if not the perfect start to the night. A lure that shone like a beacon and could play the game just as well as he could. He grinned at her question.

"You a vodka man?"

"I am an everything man darling."

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 Posted: Feb 20 2015, 10:52 PM
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He was just right. Not too intense, yet, not too weak. Not weak at all. Kori liked the intensity that hid behind his eyes, that lurked just under the surface of his polite and charming words. Hah! She had met similar to him in her past, both in this city and back home. Oh, she remembered men from her days with her fellow maenads. Some were such fun, some were bores, and some were so blasphemous against Dionysus that all there was left to do was tear them down and tear them apart. Talking to this Hexxus made the faint feelings of that intensity of her past, that violent and delightful feeling, bubble up to the surface.

She grinned in delight at his words. Screw the system. She leaned back in her chair for a moment, folding her arms and smiling and nodding along. As if they were discussing business for a moment. "A little anarchy didn't hurt anyone. Not too much at least."

She held her flask in her hand, the top off, and she leaned forward again. "So in about twenty minutes, when I see the lovely order of this little event just descending into chaos and destruction, I'll know it's you, hm? Unless I abandon ship and start rotating to other tables myself. Gods, did I get lucky meeting you first." She meant it. Kori could only imagine that her night would start off with the nervous, bespectacled blonde at the table next to her. That would've been so utterly boring. Unless she could get him a little drunk.

The grin that slowly appeared on Hexxus' face made Kori raise her eyebrows in an eager curiosity. She was rarely called Ms. Fawn. It felt like she was playing some sort of role when really, she as just being herself, letting her normally joyful ecstasy descend into its darker corners.

"You like it here? Then you should stay awhile, make yourself comfortable." Her eyebrows stayed arched. Show her? If only he knew the sort of trouble she could get into, the power under her delicate skin that she so rarely unleashed here.

That is...unless someone else in this place paints a more alluring picture than you are for me right now.

Kori couldn't help but let off a short, bright laugh, letting her confidence shine. "Good luck finding anyone like me, babe." And then he was taking the flask from her hand, taking a healthy swig. Another point for Hexxus. His eyes seemed to burn in the light.

"Everything? That's what I like to hear. Any preferences? Everyone has a preference, even if they don't want to admit it." She held her hand out politely, as if she were a lady waiting to be escorted, but really, all she wanted was her flask back. She needed another drink and since Hexxus was such a delight, she'd be offering him more.

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 Posted: Feb 21 2015, 07:59 AM
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"A little anarchy didn't hurt anyone. Not too much at least."

She looked casual as hell while saying it, and it made Hexxus all too happy. There was a darkness in her that he could almost sense. Nevermind that he could tell that she was from across the portal - that was a newly acquired power since he was melded into the fabric of that side for a whole half a year - but he could also see that she was a bit more...macabre. She wasn't all parties and sparkles. She was a being that could party in a rain of gold just as easily as she could in a shower of blood.

"So in about twenty minutes, when I see the lovely order of this little event just descending into chaos and destruction, I'll know it's you, hm? Unless I abandon ship and start rotating to other tables myself. Gods, did I get lucky meeting you first."

Hex took a moment to let that image soak in, the idea of messing up the order. He admitted to feeling a little tickle of pleasure at the idea. His very nature wanted it. But there was one reason he was here and he would play by the rules where she was concerned. At least while the event was going on. Afterwards was another story. But, all the same, he could feel the ripple of interest and pleasure awash in his very blood. All of it hissing with a delight at the idea of the anarchy that he could cause. He would adore it. Completely. And it seemed this lovely Kori would as well.

"You like it here? Then you should stay awhile, make yourself comfortable."

"I feel rather lucky to have met you first as well Kori. You are quite a shiny thing, perfect for distracting me. But you see I have an aim at the moment. So I must follow the course and go from table to table like I am supposed to. But that promise still stands. If I still want you after all these little visits are over...then I will find you. And you will be mine. I do hope that's not a problem."

"Good luck finding anyone like me, babe."

To that he could honestly only grin a little. Her ego was not misplaced, she seemed a very singular woman. He would honestly give her a good go round if she was the person he ended up seeking after the night was over. Then she took the flask back and then asked something about his preferences. But that only brought to mind the Sprite that he wanted more than anything. But that simply wasn't conversation to be had while courting a little pistol like her. At least not when you had carnal intentions on the brain. So he grinned.

"My preference is honestly whatever suits me at the moment. Whatever it is that I happen to crave. Anything I want."

And just so she understood that he wasn't above taking what he wanted, he got up from his chair and walked over to her, leaning down so that she could feel his warmth as his face lingered close to hers and his fingers curled around her flask, taking it again. He lifted himself upright again, his lips farther away from her own only to grin and take another drink. Then his eyes shone with the fire again before it died down and he very carefully gave the flask back to her, his eyes wandering over her body leisurely now that he was standing next to her and able to see much more without a table in the way.

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 Posted: Feb 21 2015, 07:42 PM
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In a sense, it was like conducting an interview, sitting at this little table, bantering and asking questions. It was very insightful, very enlightening. Kori reclined in her seat again, looking smug and at ease. She meant it: a little anarchy never hurt anyone...much. She loved watching a night descend into some chaos. Most nights she preferred the joyous kind, with loud music and bodies writhing. But oh, there was an allure to the darker side. A maenad needed both to feel fulfilled. She could have sworn she saw subtle flames licking the bottoms of Hexxus' dark eyes.

Who was he? Some wealthy businessman with expensive taste? An artist type with a dark, insatiable hunger? Or, and she couldn't help but wonder, was he from the other side? A question she couldn't ask. And she was at speed dating! There was no time to dwell and serious and trivial things.

"Feelin' lucky, I'm glad it's mutual." A shiny thing? It made her toss her head back and laugh brightly, her blonde hair falling back onto her shoulders and back. "You seem like a busy man, I'm happy to be a distraction. As long as you don't mind a distraction supplying constant alcohol."

"But I have an aim at the moment. She quirked an eyebrow at that and leaned in again. "Man on a mission? You looking for a particular one of these lovely ladies, or do you just need to sample everything before committing? Because I get that." She did, but what was he really up to? He absolutely had a plan. That much was clear.

"If you still want me, hm?" That smug smile returned to Kori's face. If he only knew who he was dealing with. When her flask was back in her glitter manicured hands, she took another swig, letting the cool, clear liquid race through her body. It was his next statement, "...I happen to crave. Anything I want." Kori kept the flask near her lips as her eyes narrowed, locked on Hexxus'.

Before she could even respond, he was standing and then he was in her space, taking her flask. What an ass. What an incredibly and strangely attractive jerk. Her eyes lit up as she thought she saw the flames in his eyes again. He stayed close and she wrapped her hands defensively around the flask, shaking it to see how much of the liquid was left. Kori lifted her foot and let it move and up and his leg. As if they needed a table to play footsie...or whatever this silly mortal called it.

"And what about what I want?" She asked, pressing her heel ever so slightly into his shin. "I'm okay if you don't like to share, I get that, and I'll let you take the lead." She moved her foot back to floor and leaned in, her face closer to his, the alcohol on their breaths filling the space. "But I will not a passive bystander. You okay with that, babe?"

Kori had no idea how anyone else could top this guy. And the night was just getting started.

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 Posted: Feb 22 2015, 08:48 AM
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As they got close to each other, him standing and her leaning in after a little stab with her heel into his skin, he felt himself all too happy to keep up their little game. They had gathered a momentum and he was all too eager to see where it went. But all too soon the game had shifted and he was told to move along to the next table. With a little grin he took her free hand again and lifted it to his lips to kiss, a mirror of when he had come to the table in the first place.

"Until we meet again Ms.Fawn."

And he was on to the next table.

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As the bell rang for the end of the round, Damien looked up from the woman before him to the large clock that was stationed towards the front of the room. With a snort, he got up to his feet, offering Marissa a slight head nod before grinning maliciously at her. "Looks like our times up, Sweetcheeks." Giving her a shrug as he caught sight of the next male coming up, he gave her a salute before making his own way towards the next table.

Lifting his hands above his head, his hands came to clasp at the back of his neck as he lazily strolled to the next table, offering a wicked sneer at the male who shot a glance his way. Fuck that bastard who thought he was better than everyone because of how much grease he had in his hair. Wrinkling his nose at him, his eyes caught sight of the woman sitting at his next table. Eyebrows raising, a pleased grin crossed his expression at the sight of leather. He could dig this next chick.

Upon reaching her table, he nodded in her general direction before pulling the chair out and flopping down in the all too warm seat. That was disgusting, but as he shifted his posture, he crossed his legs at the ankle as he lounged in the chair, his eyes trailing over her before resting upon the flask that was sitting upon the table. Oh hell yeah, he could dig this bitch.

Turning his gaze up at her, he offered a devilishly wicked grin. "'Sup? Damien." Nodding his head in the direction of the flask, a quiet chuckle escaped his lips. "What 'cha hiding in the flask Sweetheart?"

Oh yeah. This table would be so much more entertaining that the last.

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 Posted: Feb 22 2015, 05:03 PM
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The bell that rang pulled Kori out of her intense first match. She was sad to see Mr. Hexxus Black go, but oh, she felt that wasn't the last she would see of him. He had certainly left his impression on her and Kori hoped she left hers on him, from her banter to her vodka to her heel in his shin. The night was off to such a good start. She relaxed back into her little chair at her little table and smiled smugly as the men shuffled around to their next tables. Kicking her heeled boots onto the table, like an executive at a desk, she stared down the redhead with glorious hair as he approached.

Kori noticed the grin appear on the redhead's face, a look of mischief if she had ever seen one. Her eyes lit up, waiting for him to take the seat before she kicked her feet off the table and back on the ground, ready to lean in once again.

A handsome devil, emphasis on his fiery hair and that stupidly nasty glint in his eye. "Well hey there, handsome," she said, folding her hands in a business-like fashion. Lucky her: two dark eyed men in a row.

A bright laugh escaped her lips as she brought the flask back out into the open, shaking it so its contents sloshed around enticingly. "Wanna find out?" she asked, her nimble fingers unscrewing the cap once more.

She held her dear flask out to him, studying his body. "So, how was your first date of night, babe?"

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A blonde haired beauty was what this next girl was. Her bare legs casually dominating the table as he took his seat in front of her. He mimicked her pose, only he kept his boots on the floor. She seemed just as excited as he was, and it only made his grin more prominent.

His grin grew larger at her compliment, and he could feel a sensation growing in his stomach. Eyes flashing back to the flask as she offered, he couldn't help but reach out and wrap his greedy little fingers around it. "Hard to deny such a pretty face, innit?" Smirking at her as he didn't think twice, he put the opening to his lips and snapped his head back, letting the surprise of the burn run down his lips before sitting it back upon the table. Smacking his lips, he gave her another wicked grin as the vodka made it's burning trail down his throat. "Vodka. Great choice."

Running his tongue along his lower lip, he felt more at ease with the familiar burn in his throat. "S'pose it was alright? Iunno. She looked more like a desperate mom looking for something." Shrugging, he tossed thoughts of the last table out of his mind and focused on the glitter bomb seated before him. "What's done is done. Though I never thought I'd find someone where sporting a flask of vodka. What's got someone like you here? I doubt you need a place like this." He wouldn't mind seeing her at a club, that much was for sure.

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 Posted: Feb 23 2015, 12:18 AM
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Kori could see her new date recline in his own chair, looking just as at ease and in control as she was. Oh, this was too great. Her smile widened wildly. She had to remind herself that most men here wouldn't be quite like this, so that meant she had to savor these moments while they lasted.

He took the flask with an eagerness that pleased Kori. Good, Either he liked to drink, was adventurous, or both. Any of those, and any combination, would work well for her. She laughed along, with him and not at him, at his reply. "So hard to deny it," she said with glee. "I bet it gets you far in this city, hm?"

He took a fair drink from the flask, made a show of it, which had Kori leaning in as if she needed to get a better look at him. As soon as the flask hit the table, her nimble fingers were around its body, taking the liquid to her own lips. She nodded as she sipped. "Only the best. I don't settle for cheap, shitty alcohol."

Her eyes flickered to his tongue, which peeked out from his lips. Wicked. "Aw, well hey, older ladies need love too," she teased with a smirk. "Desperate housewives gotta get out somehow." He was quick to dismiss his first date and so was Kori. Why dwell when you only had a handful of minutes.

She preened a little, sitting forward and straighter, at his next statement. "Nah, I don't really need it...but it seemed like it could be fun. A place like this could use a little unpredictability, right? I'm always happy to provide that. And vodka makes most things better." She slid the flask back to him. "And what about yourself? Is this really your scene or are you just looking to start something?" She didn't mean it in an accusing way. She asked with genuine interest and a hope that yes, that was exactly why he was here.

"I'm Kori," she said, nudging the flask closer.

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"Not a bad thing." He knew he was around alcohol, after having years under his belt at that damn liquor store. There was vodka, then there was Vodka. What was tucked away neatly in that flask was the real deal, and as the burn stuck in his throat, he could only grin as she took her own drink. Not only did she carry it around, she could take it as well. Where has this little gem been hiding?

Snorting at her description of housewives, he could only shake his head gently. "Then she got paired with the wrong one first round." Taking a glance back at her table, he could see she was easily having a better time with the newcomer, and without a second's thought he turned back to the blonde before him, glad that she was willing to push the topic of last round behind them.

As she preened herself, he gave zero fucks about how he made himself busy watching her. There was a special way her top clung to her, and he could only imagine how it would feel up against him. Even with all the added glitter, she was real easy on the eyes. Turning his gaze back up to her, he smirked at her explanation. "I like your style, Glitter Bomb." It was a nickname that stuck with him, especially since he didn't know her name. That simple fact didn't bother him, and as she slid the flask closer, his smirk turned into another wicked grin.

Reaching out to take the flask once more, his fingers brushed against hers and his grin grew, a pleasant feeling settling within his stomach. "I got forced here by an ass who thinks they know what's best for me. But ya know? I'm starting to think it isn't too bad, especially in meeting a girl like you. Shame it's only for a few minutes, ya know?" Lifting the flask to his lips, he took another ginger swallow from it, relishing the sensation of the burn down his throat. "Though I wouldn't say no to starting something." Stealing another shot from the flask, he sat it upon the table, fingertips tilting it back and forth before letting it sit still. "But I'm sure it would ruin one too many people's days."

Eyeing her as she introduced herself, he nodding in acceptance. "Well, Kori, I do think I prefer Glitter Bomb, but I suppose I can suck it the fuck up. You know," she started, leaning from his slouching position to lean against the table. "If you ever need a good bottle or two, I can easily hook you up."

i’m on the train that’s pullin the sick and twisted, makin the most of the ride before we get arrested, we’re all wasted, and we’re not going home tonight covered in black we lack the social graces, just like an animal we crawl out of our cages, they can’t tame us, so if you’re one of us, get on the bus
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