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what is lust (baby don't hurt me) ([personal profile] fingerbang) wrote in [community profile] capeandcowllogs2011-11-22 10:15 pm

well at least it's not tony stark

WHO: [Bad username or site: breakhisknees title= @ livejournal.com] and [Bad username or site: insineration title= @ livejournal.com]
WHERE: ANOTHER GODDAMN SKEEVY BAR
WHEN: Saturday night? THAT WAS WHEN I FIRST WROTE THIS UP setine don't kill me
WARNINGS: leah pukes on everything; nobody is surprised
SUMMARY: THIRD LOG IN THE LAST TWO MONTHS WHERE LUST AND SOME RANDOM DUDE ACCIDENTALLY MEET UP IN A BAR BECAUSE SHE'S CREEPING ON PEOPLE OH BOY OH BOY OH BOY
FORMAT: lazylog

[OKAY, SO IT'S A BAR AND LUST IS IN IT. Like a proverbial shitty AIM ye olde tavern RPer, she's sitting in the most secluded spot of the bar itself, perched on the stool furthest from the center of action. She's only drinking because it would seem strange for her not to be, given the setting, and she has absolutely no intention of finishing the glass of (shitty) wine that she's nursing. As ever, her focus is switching between a few clusters of loud, shady-looking dudes; also as ever, the neck on her dress is clinched high and loose enough to minimize unwanted attention. Not high enough to eliminate it, of course. It's never quite enough, much to her distaste.

ENTER THE FIRECROTCH??]

[identity profile] breakhisknees.livejournal.com 2011-11-23 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
[excuse you!!! fiery passion crotch!!

regardless ginger kesha has come in and the bar has cheers for their alcoholic messiah. it doesn't take him too long to spot her in the back of the room, his cleavagedar was going off the charts and he knew he had to get her number. so, within minutes of getting his beer mug full of wine, he slides next to her.]


I didn't think that you'd be alone. [smarm smarm smarm smarm.]

[identity profile] breakhisknees.livejournal.com 2011-11-23 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
[despite his urge to raise an eyebrow (his only eyebrow), cross takes a seat next to her and takes another sip of his wine.]

And he's running late. That's no good.