by antler apathy » Sat Nov 13, 2010 4:57 pm
Lilliana had learned quickly to stop when she needed to drive herself home, so she had missed out on most of the 'fun' the other seemed to be having, while she sat there sober. Instead of trying to drink herself, she was running her finger around the edge of the glass, and refusing any other drink the bar tender tried to throw at her. She was still flirting with him though every so often. In fact she had struck up a conversation with the man about the wage of bar tending at the Inferno. He had said it payed enough, and offered to show her the basics, but she had politely declined him, trying t keep her head, after all she was still tipsy, though not full on Drunk.
Lilliana finally came back to see the group was breaking. And both Shade and Fabian were deciding to go home soon, she frowned a bit, with she knew that school was tomorrow, and half the kids in this club were probably going to show up late. She was going to be embarrassed when she got home, her parents would interrogate her like a police trying to get a innocent person to confess, but of course Lilliana was not innocent, she was truly guilty of going to the Inferno, underage. But not by much right?
Crap, my parents truly are going to kill me. They freak out even when I go in to town without telling them, but up to maybe midnight at a club? She reasoned[the bad side of things] with herself, starring at the ground for a moment, in an odd state, as if she wasn't there to anyone who was actually in the club. But she quickly snapped back, and stood up, going in to her pockets for her car keys. So what f she was tipsy? She figured she could mange to drive back home.
She turned to the two guys, Fabian and Shade. Or mostly Shade, who was now pretty much wrestling with the guy who his white haired friend's 'date' had knocked down. She frowned, as he was quick to escape from the drunkard's grasp, but it looked like his cheek wasn't too hot. She strode past the man, who was trying to prop himself up with the wall and out the door towards Shade. With the concerned look on her face she crossed her arms, "Shade." She muttered towards the gay boy, who she had just met. Lilliana sighed, pressing her hand against her forehead, at the under aged boy. She was sure that he was her age, or close to it, and she had heard them talking about school, so she figured they were probably going to meet at the school tomorrow. "Are you going to be ok? I mean, explaining this to your parents, and. . . Taking care of Fabian." She questioned softly, the keys to the car in her hand.
[ oh you were a phonograph, I was a kid
I sat with an ear close, just listening
was there when the rain tapped her way down your face
you were a miracle and I was just holding your space ]
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