DemonRider404
A Regular Decorated Emergency
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i hate you, i love you, i hate that i love you. gnash |
As the song drew to a close, Mason bowed to the audience and the band collectively left the stage, leaving their instruments behind. Mason looked back to where he had seen that girl sitting at the bar, just to make sure she was still there. Sure enough, she was. A wave of nerves overcame him - what if she was taken? What if he got rejected? What if, what if, what if. All these thoughts started to psyche himself out, and he shook his head to banish them from his mind. Won't know until he tried, right?DemonRider404 said:Adrian couldn't help but smile back at the guitarist. As she sipped at her whiskey and listened to the band play, she ran her thumb along the tips of her fingers; it had been some time since she'd played her own guitar...God, it must have been over a year now...she really needed to get back on that when she had the chance. She shook her head and turned back to Levi as she lit up a cigarette.
"Rough night?" the burly, roughly 35-year-old bartender asked her. She nodded as she pocketed her lighter.
"Well, usually is when I'm here, isn't it?" she replied sarcastically. Levi chuckled and she turned her gaze back to the band. She instinctively bounced her knee to the beat; whatever song they were playing, it was really good. Guitarist is actually pretty cute, too, she thought. Holding her cigarette in one hand and exhaling the smoke, she bit the ring in the center of her lip. Really cute. She knew she probably shouldn't be checking out other men, but, hey, what's the harm in looking, right? Especially when they play...
@Noivian
Adrian exhaled her smoke before she choked on it. She was no stranger to attractive men taking an interest in her, but, it had been a while since she had started dating Finnick. She looked at him with a sly smile of her own. "Well, better since I came here," she chuckled, accepting the drink. "You guys were pretty damn good up there," she said as she took another sip of her drink.Noivian said:Striding over to the girl, he took a seat next to her and ordered two of whatever she was having from the bartender: one for him and one for her. Mason then cast her his winning smile. "Hey, there. How's it going?" he asked, rather lamely. Despite all his ability to perform and entertain an audience, Mason had the hardest time talking to girls. He could never tell if he was coming on too strongly or too subtly, and always worried about what they thought of him. No, stop these thoughts. He had to think positive, or his doubt and fear would be too apparent, and he simply couldn't have that.
Mason chuckled, watching her with a peculiar interest. "Thanks, considering I'm not even in the band," he responded. His eyes seemed to catch on the labret, watching as she bit it. Was she nervous talking with him? Well, that would make two of them. His smile broadened across his face at the idea that they were both rather uncertain around each other. It was rather sweet, in his opinion.DemonRider404 said:Adrian exhaled her smoke before she choked on it. She was no stranger to attractive men taking an interest in her, but, it had been a while since she had started dating Finnick. She looked at him with a sly smile of her own. "Well, better since I came here," she chuckled, accepting the drink. "You guys were pretty damn good up there," she said as she took another sip of her drink.
Now that she had a closer look at him, Adrian felt a familiar pull in her chest ("heartstrings," as some might call it). He was actually...incredibly attractive. She found herself particularly mesmerized by his eyes...she bit her labret again before dragging her gaze away from the guitarist and taking another drag off her cigarette.
Adrian shook her head and chuckled as she flicked the ashes off the end of the cigarette into one of the ashtrays on the bar. "Nah, don't worry," she said with a smile, "you're not prying." She put an elbow on the bar and put her weight on it, sighing into the mirror on the back wall of the bar. She didn't want to open up too quickly and scare him off, didn't want to seem too...easy. But she didn't want to lie, either. With a sweet, genuine smile like his, how could she? She looked back at him and her heart swelled in her chest again, threatening to close off her airway.Noivian said:Mason chuckled, watching her with a peculiar interest. "Thanks, considering I'm not even in the band," he responded. His eyes seemed to catch on the labret, watching as she bit it. Was she nervous talking with him? Well, that would make two of them. His smile broadened across his face at the idea that they were both rather uncertain around each other. It was rather sweet, in his opinion.
But he did catch the bit about being better since coming to the bar, and raised an eyebrow slightly. "Oh? Something the matter, then?" he asked, before realizing that was probably the wrong way to put it. "Sorry, not trying to pry or anything." Wow, she was really pretty. Mason could feel his heart thumping in his chest, and wondered if she could, too. He wondered briefly if he could perhaps help her with any of her problems, before realizing that would probably make him sound like a creep as well. He really wanted to apologize for being so awkward and creepy, but honestly that wold just make everything worse, so he held his tongue.