lets.play.a.love.game Feb 14, 2010 16:19:32 GMT -5
Post by Viv and other charries on Feb 14, 2010 16:19:32 GMT -5
[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]A good drink was in order for the hard work that Vivica had done for the last week. The 23 year old deserved it. stepping into the pub, it was inevitable that people noticed Vivica. She was quite one hard person to miss. Having on black skinny jeans that had weapons hanging off of them, a black shirt that was ripped up and had a red shirt under and a black choker around her neck, it was very hard to miss her. The knee high boots she had on made a slight thump sound on the ground, indicating she was going to the bar to order a drink. "Brandy straight." She said eloquently and without thought. It was her favorite drink to have in celebration of hard work, or just to let loose a bit and have a teensy bit of fun.
The bartender handed her her drink, and Vivica went straight over to her normal table by the window. Sitting down and leaning her chair back, she put his feet up on the table and took a deep breath, taking a hit of the brandy. It burned on it's way down, but that was the feeling that Vivica was accustomed to. It made her feel alive for once in her life. Looking around the place, Vivca noticed a few guys sitting at a table, all conversing about something. She presumed the latest sports score of something of that nature, but she didn't know. Very strange and different people came into this place. A blonde boy turned around and looked at her smiling. She smirked at him and smiled back. Smirking back and tossing her a wink, he turned back around and she chuckled to herself.
Turning towards the window, she watched as all the people walked past her like she wasn't even there. Many were scuttling along, hurrying from place to place. Others were nonchalantly walking like it were a sunday afternoon and they were here to see the sites. Then there were the natives like herself that were just trying to escape the high security and live a little. Those were the most interesting people to watch. Many were rebellious and tried to do things that normally one would get in trouble by the law for. But here, those laws didn't apply.
Picking up her brandy, she took another down of it and started to feel the effects. Oh this was always the good part. She didn't like to get drunk, but she liked to feel that buzz that always took the edge off of her normally stressful days. Taking another down, she ran a hand through her silky blonde hair. She took pride in her locks. It was the one thing about her that she found made her attractive. Guys like hair, she couldn't help that. Chuckling at her own thoughts, she finished off her brandy then set the mug down, waiting for a waitress or someone to come refill her bottomless mug.