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Post by Kate Payne on Jan 30, 2008 4:54:07 GMT -5
Penn Opened the small door leading into the club. The overly crowded floor detoured him away from dancing. It was hot and a big smelly from all the hot and sweatly bodies. Nothing seemed intersting. Penn walked along the bar until he reached the far end closest to the club's back door, his hands in the pockets of his lether jacket. Penn had been here a hunred times and evety time it was the same, people trying to dance on an overly crowded floor, a few guys at the bar trying to hook a girl for the night just to sleep with them and sneak out at 6:30 in the morning. The bar tender looked up as Penn passed and nodded his head.
The Same?! the bartender yelled over the music.
yeah, thank John Penn yelled back in his strong french accsent.
The bartender nodded filling a 20 oz. glass with ice cubes and slowly pouring Sunburn, a rare but almost non- alochihc drink, over the huge cubs of ice, then he handed the drink to Penn smiling and nodding his head.
Penn drank from the glass twice before setting the glass down before he truned around to watch all the couples and strangers pratically having sex on the floor. Seeing nothing interesting Penn truned back around putting his elbows on the bar counter, taking a few more drinks for his glass.
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Post by rachel on Jan 31, 2008 15:09:20 GMT -5
Natasha a 21 year old girl walked into the club. She had medium brown hair down by her shoulders. She came in wearing a black short sleeve shirt and blue pants. She came in the enterance and wanted to go to the bar. She had to walk through the crowd of dancing people. She started to walk through and was getting pushed and shoved. She always got pushed and shoved because no one liked her. When she finally reached the bar someone shoved her again. She fell on the floor infront of Penn. She sighed looking at the floor. She looked over at the crowd and then looked away slowly getting up.
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Post by Kate Payne on Jan 31, 2008 15:21:30 GMT -5
Whoa! the girl had knocked into him making him lose his grip on the glass he was about to drink from and also knocked him to the floor next to her. Thank god the glass landed on the bar top or else it would have covered the both of them… Pen landed hard on his back ohhh… ouch… Penn groaned. Recently he forced himself up to keep from getting stepped on. Once he got to his feet he help the female get up as well. Are you okay? his strong accent sounded a little funny as his vocals showed that his landing had hurt a little.
Once they both were standing up again Pen held out his hand I’m Penn Rizon
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Post by rachel on Jan 31, 2008 15:29:37 GMT -5
Natasha looked seeing the man fall. "Oh im sorry. I didnt mean to push you." She said feeling ashamed. She felt him help her get up and said,"Ya im fine. Are you ok?" She asked. She patted her pants and shirt getting the dirt off. She looked at him and since he looked really cute. Her feelings were worse now. When he held his hand out. She shook it and said,"Im Natasha Goldfield." She sat down by the seat next to him. "What brings you here to the club?" She asked. The bartender handed her, her usual drink a Virgin Margareta. She took a sip and listened.
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Post by Kate Payne on Jan 31, 2008 15:45:20 GMT -5
No reason really… I come here a lot. Actually I think that I have seen you around a few times before. Penn smiled memorizing a few times that he was almost positive she was the same girl his buddy , Rafe Diesel, called the clumsy beauty. Rafe had his eyes on her since the first time they had seen her in the bar… if it was indeed the same girl who a few girls that were dancing purposelessly backed into her causing the girl to fall right into a waiter carrying nachos with extra chasse soured over the chips. Penn remembered that very clearly and wanted to do something about it but was a little to drunk to get up a fight with the bitch’s boyfriend who pushed the female…
John cleaned up the spilled drink and then handed Penn another full glass Thanks John Penn said. The way his strong vocals sounded it made it very interesting to listen to the way he said his words it was like a well planned thing kind of like reading a novel… you know the words and yet they are so enchanting that you just have to listen so closely that is seems that the words being spoken are the only words being said in a huge place of people…
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Post by rachel on Jan 31, 2008 16:11:08 GMT -5
"Really? Ive been coming here a couple of times. My friends took me here to see how I liked it. They got drunk and shoved me alot." She said. She looked down and said,"Alot of people like to shove me and push me around." She looked around and saw her ex boyfriend."Oh no." She whispered. She turned around and faced the other direction. She looked at him and said,"You look really familar. I think I saw you once with a friend." She then said,"Maybe I was wrong. "
She saw the bartender clean up the mess and give him a new drink. "Here let me pay for it. Its the least I can do since I pushed you on accedent." She said getting her wullet out.
Her ex came up. "Whats this." He said.
"Bobby just go." She said.
"Your coming with me then." he said.
"No im not we broke up. Im living my own life now. Just leave me alone." She said.
"Look missy your coming raither you like it or not." He said grabing her arm. He was very abusive to her.
"Stop it." She said.
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