September Open & Closed

[outstandingbalance]

Out On The - Open To All

Natasha is out. It's been a while. She's been hitting the bars less since she started drinking blood again on the sly; she didn't need the poor substitute as much, and she didn't want the temptation that came with it.

She had to be careful with this. She didn't want to be who she was before, when she was feeding on humans. So far, she thinks she's doing okay.

So out tonight, it's because she really does want the drink. She also wants to be around people, to watch them, maybe to chat with them. She can be found out, sitting at the bar or at a table that can be seen, not hiding away in the corner, nursing a gin and tonic or maybe a whiskey sour.

If she sees someone she knows, she's quick to invite them to join her. "One on me?" she offers. "I could use some company."

Home Is Where - Closed to Evie

It's not a surprise when Natasha comes by. She texted on her way over, showing up with takeout Thai food and a bottle of red wine. It's normal. They do this so often—food, some drinks, maybe a movie, and time together on the couch.

The difference, this time, is that after dinner and before putting on a horror flick about a family moving into a haunted house, Natasha bows her head a little and licks her lips, a thoughtful, expression. She doesn't have many tells, and she hides them well when she wants to, ut Evie would know her well enough by now to know there's something on her mind.

It may still be a surprise when she says, "I was thinking, we should talk about that thing you brought up at the tournament."

Wildcard

Hit me up with something else, or let me know if you want me to write another starter.

Comments

Ur Super Hot Girlfriend Is?

[freelife]

Natasha and Evie had been friends for over a year at this point. Furthermore, they'd been dating since February, and Evie knew people. Evie knew her girlfriend. So when Natasha pauses at the menu screen and licks her lips, Evie knows something's on her mind.

Honestly, she's about to ask what's wrong when Natasha speaks instead.

Shit.

Evie laughs nervously. "And here I was hoping you'd forgotten it- listen, it's alright if you don't want to move in. I understand, we don't have to talk about it."

[greenevoices]

Imogen's used to men offering to buy her drinks, but not beautiful women. Beautiful women who have a strange kind of beauty, come to think of it. Imogen is instantly reminded of Cesare Borgia, and she's not entirely sure why.

Still, she'll never turn down a free drink.

"Thanks." Turning to the man at the bar, she says, "I'll have a rum and Coke, please."