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Post by rory lexon on Jan 18, 2008 19:40:22 GMT -5
 Rory made her way from her room. She was pretty bored with this now. She just wanted to go home and hug her little girl. She wanted to read her a bed time story and to hit Milo for taking her to begin with. She wanted to be home. Some thing so simple, but that was seeming more and more out of reach each day. She made her what though the corridors in the hotel and into an elevator. She wanted to escape all this, and the only way she knew how to was to drink.
She walked up to the bar and sat on the stool. The bartender stood and looked at her. she obviously looked stressed and not in the mood to be asked her age and then ID. He walked over slowly a leaned on the bar. "Jack Daniels and coke please, and could you make it more JD then coke?” the bartended remain exactly were he was and smiled at her. She rolled her eyes taking out her fake ID and showed it to him with an un-amused smiled. He looked at her ID and gave it back to her.
“Jack Daniels then coke, gotcha.” He said and wondered off to make her drink.
In the past she never saw what use it was to having parents that were criminals, until she was sixteen and wanted a fake ID. Her parents not caring about what the hell she did got her one, and it was good. Really good, she always got into clubs and got drinks with it. The bartender came back with her drink putting it in front of her. “There you go miss.”
“thanks.” She said passing him the money. She sat thinking and drinking her drink. God, she bet she looked sad. |
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