Post by Arissa DiSanti on Mar 7, 2009 2:16:03 GMT -7
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KEEP ON TALKING TO ME BABY
I'M HANGING ON YOUR EVERY WORD
keep those drinks a coming maybe we'll both get what we deserve [/font][/size][/center]
There was a chill in the air tonight, Arissa noted as she ducked into twenty five with nothing more than a quick nod to the bouncer at the door. She was looking for fun tonight and nothing else. After this last week, all she really wanted to do was kick back with a boy.[/color][/blockquote]
She scanned the club, keeping an eye out for any familiar faces in the crowd. There were after all people that she would rather not run into when she had the night off. And, as much as she loved Frankie she was not really in the mood to get pulled into anything tonight.
Her hair was pulled back, but she was dressed completely in girl's clothes, a somewhat rare occurrence for the tom-boyish rouge. She liked to dress up well enough, but she preferred to pass of as a boy while working. People just didn't respect a woman in this business.
She wasn't thinking about business though as she slid up onto one of the stools. She winked at the bartender and asked him to bring her gin on the rocks. As she waited, she glanced around the club, watching for someone that she could play with for the next couple of days.
That tended to be Ari's way. People didn't get close. She wold play with a guy for up to a couple of weeks, but she never kept any of them around too long. Not that anyone could really afford to with the cops hounding them lately.
Ari wasn't going to worry tonight though, she told herself. There was plenty of time to worry about the coppers in the morning. It wasn't like she was going to forget completely or anything.
Her drink came and she sipped it quietly as her indigo eyes scanned the room for a potential target.