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Post by Cambria Clarkson on Mar 18, 2008 18:07:21 GMT -5
Bria looked around, there were people all around her and yet she couldn't help but feel like she was all alone. She almost blended into the crowd though it was extremely hard for someone like her to get lost in this mess. If you ever needed Bria all you had to do was to look toward the bar. It was her spot, where she always was. If you couldn't find her, no matter what time of the day, just go to the bar down at the Fire Pit.
Bria was a drunk, an addict, an idiot. Everyone knew it and it wasn't like she tried too hard to hide it. Most people over looked that about her though. After all she was rich, popular, and smokin hot. Everyone had their problems, drinking happened to be hers.
Bria sighed as the smell of alchol driffed into her nose. Closing her eyes and smiling she heard the sound of a glass being put down in fron of her. It was an 'Absolut Royal Fuck', she knew that without opening her eyes. It was what she always started out with and the bartender had memorized it.
Opening her eyes she reached out and lifted her glass to her mouth. It was perfect and the Peach Schnapps slid down her throat perfectly as always.
This was heaven and she felt more at home here than anywhere else... execpt for Frank arms but for now, the bar would have to work.
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Post by Frank Canstine on Mar 18, 2008 18:26:10 GMT -5
Who didn't love to drink? Who didn't love to smoke? Okay, well, lots of people in the world. But Frank Canstine was no hater of either. "Give me a beer. Nothing else," he ordered the bar waiter as he lit up a cigarette. Addict much? Yes, very much. Spotting a damiliar looking girl, he grabbed his beer and approached her. Ah, it was Bria. She was a very good friend, no doubt. And they did have their fun together. "Hello, darling," he said, throwing his cigarette down on the ground and stomping the embers out. "Out for a drink, I see. Mind if I join you?" He didn't mean to sound like a flirt, but sometimes that was just the way he sounded.
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Post by Cambria Clarkson on Mar 18, 2008 18:38:33 GMT -5
Looking up she saw Frank approach her. He was carrying a beer and had the eternal cigarette in his hand. After feigning surprise when he stomped out the cigarette she nodded. "Frank, hun. I'm always out for a drink and you're always more than welcome to join me!" she said, simply buttering on that cheesy sarcasticness she was known for. That and her drinking, along with being an uber bitch. Those were the things she was known for.
"I'm going to switch it up tonight," she said to the bartender who was approaching her with a "6am Sunrise". "I'll take that since you have it, but at the moment I want an "18 Till you Die"." she told him.
Snickering she turned toward Frank. "I'm such a terrible person, always getting drunk. Sad thing is... I really don't care."
God, Bria wasn't even drunk yet but she was sure acting like it. Groaning she rolled her eyes. "So how was your day?" she asked, trying not to sound totally smashed even though she most deffinately wasn't. She still had several more drinks till then.
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Post by Frank Canstine on Mar 18, 2008 20:05:21 GMT -5
Ah. Bria was obviously deciding to get drunk tonight. Fine by him. They'd just get drunk together. Hopefully things wouldn't go wrong when they did. "So, you're getting drunk. There isn't anything to feel bad about. Hell, I'm getting drunk, too," Frank said, ordering another longneck. That first one had really finished fast. It took loads of drinks for him to get tipsy, though. "Ah, we'll be drunk together, babe," he said, smiling. He took a long swig of his beer, the smile still on his face.
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Post by Cambria Clarkson on Mar 19, 2008 16:51:01 GMT -5
Polishing down the "18 Till you Die" she sterted on the "6am Sunrise" sitting in front of her. Smiling she realized she was glad Frink had every intention of etting drunk tonight as well. Bria was definately happier and nicer when she was drinking, not a bitch-like, though of course, still bitchy enough.
"Drinking makes me happy and you like me happy doncha Frankie?" she teased him. She loved teasing Frank especially when they were drinking, it was always more fun to teast him when he was drinking.
"So... beer," she said suddenly. "The one thing I'll never touch. I'll stick with me sissy drinks."
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Post by Frank Canstine on Mar 19, 2008 17:05:51 GMT -5
Frank noticed easily he was been teased and decided to play along with the game. "Of course. Everything's better drunk," he said. "Speaking from experience, of course." He added with a quick wink. A lot of experience, of course. He'd decided to ignore her remark about the beer, seeing as it was pretty much the only alcoholic drink he'd drink if he weren't totally wasted.
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Post by Cambria Clarkson on Mar 19, 2008 17:43:00 GMT -5
Gah, beer. It was terrible and had this certain rough flavor that didn't allow it to just glide down your throat like a "sissy" drink did. Drinking was her thing and it was basically her life, execpt fot her car. Briefly she wondered how a person like Frank could end up related to a person like Kennie, his sister, but that thoughtwas quickly abandoned when he said something about being drunk.
Realizing what he said Bria smirked. "Actually. . ." she said, "Everything is better with. . . WATERMELLON SHOTS!"
Hearing her exclamation the bartender walked over with a plate of watermelon and several shots of "911". "Drinking shots and eating watermellon at the same time-" she said trailing off, "Best thing ever... you've gotta try at least one!"
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Post by Frank Canstine on Mar 19, 2008 17:53:12 GMT -5
Oh, god. If this girl drank much more, she just might get alcohol poisoning and die, which really wouldn't be a good thing. But sometimes that old saying "don't knock it 'till you try it" came in real handy. He took a shot glass and a piece of watermelon and smiled. "Cheers," he said and drank the shot then stuffed the watermelon into his mouth. Not half as good as beer, and he could feel himself getting a bit tipsy. Frank grabbed Bria's wrist, trying to get her to stop drinking. "How about we take a walk," he suggested.
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Post by Cambria Clarkson on Mar 19, 2008 21:06:45 GMT -5
Knitting her eyebrows together she realized that Frank was trying to get her to stop drinking. She quietly sighed and forced herself not to reach out and take the next shot in her hand and throw it back like she had done to the frist one. Sliding her hand into his she slipped off of the bar stool and onto her feet.
For Frank, she supposed she would stop drinking tonight and go take a walk with him. If it were anyone else she most likely would have laughed and just thrown back another drink.
"Well. . ." she pondered, teasing him once more, "I guess I will."
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Post by Frank Canstine on Mar 19, 2008 21:56:40 GMT -5
Frank could feel his mood lighten a bit. He was probably loads higher than the legal limit, but he knew he could still walk. "I make fun ideas," he said with a smile as he led her across the beach for a moment. Finally he let go and looked at her. "This should be a fun night. I see destiny has something planned for us," he said, pointing at a bright star. It was probably a planet, or something. But it was still really bright and as far as he knew, it was s star.
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Post by Cambria Clarkson on Mar 19, 2008 22:05:31 GMT -5
Laughing quietly to herself, she realized that somehow Frank had managed to become somehow more drunk than she was. Fun was right, she'd have fun and lots of it, especially with Frank.
Pointing to a star he commented about destiny. Destiny didn't exist and frankly, haha pun!, it could kiss her ass. Destiny didn't exist, and if it did... it had surly failed her.
"Frankie, hun, that's beautiful! But it's not destiny... destiny can go suck Will," she said laughing, "I'm sure he'd like it..."
Honestly she shouldn't be saying that, he was one of her besties after all, but hey she was getting half way to drunk and anything she said that was bad about people, execpt for Kennie, was probably all a lie anyway.
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Post by Frank Canstine on Mar 19, 2008 22:12:54 GMT -5
Frank found himself smiling at Bria's lastest joke. This was obviously one of her drunk habits, while Frank's drunk habit was becoming a sex maniac, which was totally not him at all. He looked around the sky again, letting silence bathe them. He didn't want to actually have sex with Bria. She was a great friend, and he didn't want to break the trust he's gained from her. But if they talked long enough, Frank would probably be tempted to do something he'd regret. Like star in another sex tape...
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Post by William Elliot on Mar 19, 2008 22:28:23 GMT -5
"Good night hun" he stated to the girl giving her a kiss on the forehead and sliding his pants back on "I need to go, busy day tomorrow" with a sly smile he walked away. Another random sex adventure with another random girl he had just met about one hour ago.
As William walked down the shore, his jacket hanged on his finger on his back, his mind was completely blank, a smirk never left his lips, probably he should feel at least a little bad for doing what he had just done, but no, far from it. One had to see the bigger picture...himself
After some minutes, a familiar voice said something about destiny can go suck Will, his eyebrow raised and leaning slightly forward he noticed two shadows not far from where he was. It was Bria and Frank, grinning he stopped in front of them "Good evening" he greeted simply.
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Post by Frank Canstine on Mar 19, 2008 22:35:26 GMT -5
||Oh, wow. Now I know why you're called the man whore. xD||
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Post by William Elliot on Mar 19, 2008 22:41:35 GMT -5
[OOC: LMAO xD ]
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