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Post by Leah Harris on Apr 4, 2009 20:11:03 GMT -7
Leah walked into the Grizzly Rose in the mood to have fun and forget Talan for the night. She hated that she had said to him even though she only had meet him two or three days ago. She hated herself for that she didn't even knew what came over her to say that. She walked through the crowd wearing a red tank top with a mine-skirt along side with her high heels boots. She smiled as she saw as soon as she passed all the attentions were drawn to her. On her normal self, she would never would go to a bar or even dress like that but something overcame her shyness and made her do that. She sit on the table next to a guy who was checking her out. She looked over at him and he winked. She ignored as best as she could, tonight it was a guy free night. So she decided to go dancing and have lots of fun even though she was alone.
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Post by Amelia ((Mia)) Carmichael on Apr 19, 2009 7:30:32 GMT -7
Mia watched as the girl walked into the Grizzly Rose and she shook her head. Here we go again. She thought to herself as she gracefully waltzed over to the table where she was sitting. Her hair was loosly curled, formed around her face and gracefully falling on her back and shoulders. She was dressed in a dark denim mini skirt that had a slight slit up the front, and she was wearing a white tank top that revealed a little bit of her stomach, and she stood two inches taller in her black heels.
What can I get you? She asked with a friendly tone, looking at the girl, thinking she was a little young, so probably just a soda or water.
As she waited for the girls response, she looked around to all the pigs in the bar and shook her head. And to think that I actually used to fall for these guys and let them get some. She thought to herself with disappointment. You're the reason I'm here. She thought to one of them who had whistled and winked at her. She gave him a smile as she looked back to the girl, waiting for her response. [/blockquote]
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Post by Russ & Demo Schott on Apr 20, 2009 7:35:54 GMT -7
Russ waltzed into the Grizzly Rose, the all too familiar club. He had just moved here and this was pretty much the only place he'd been besides his house. He walked past what looked to be like a bar tender that seemed to be taking a customers order at a table. He stood at the bar and turned around to watch the two girls. Dressed pretty nicely... He thought to himself as he looked them up and down. When he came to the shoes, he moaned. The girl sitting at the table was wearing boots... Just like everyone else in this town. He shifted his attention to the one who was taking her order, she was wearing high heeled regular strappy things. Do the bartenders have a dress code? He wondered to himself, remembering that Eliza, the bartender from last night, was wearing almost the exact same thing. Plus red lipstick.
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