Post by AMITY AOIFE EDWARDS on Jul 9, 2013 23:00:09 GMT -5
the city sleeps and we're lost in the moment
Club Fusion was full of people by the time the brunette got there, stepping out of a shiny black town car with her impressive legs leading her. A long line was practically wrapping around the building, but she paid no attention to it. She was here for drinks and with her extremely convincing fake I.D and her father's name under her belt, she was bound to get her way. Not to mention she was now an associate of the le'Roux family, which meant she could practically get into any place she wanted to. Knowing people sure had its perks!
Amity Edwards smoothed her form fitting dress and messed her long curls up a bit before stepping up to the front of the line, ignoring the cat calls and dirty looks. The bouncer before her raised a bushy eyebrow and let his eyes roam her body before looking into her striking hazel eyes. "Name?" She gently rolled her eyes and offered a bright smile, ruby lips pulling back to show off her pearly teeth. "Edwards, Amity Edwards." She was a bit of a name dropper, but she didn't care. Just a bit of emphasis on her father's name and she was in, the buff bouncer giving her an impressed look. She paid him no mind and instead sauntered her way straight to the bar, a satisfied smirk forming on her pretty features.
"Sex on the beach." She said once she was seated in a plush leather stool before the bar. Her I.D was pressed onto the counter and she winked at the bartender as he nodded, reaching for the alcohol to mix her drink. Having a fake I.D sure had some major benefits, especially since hers was so damn realistic!
The bartender came back with her drink and placed it before her, grinning at her as she leaned over to take a sip. You see, Amity was more than aware that her chest was pretty much on full display to him. She was crafty in the art of using her body to get attention and boy did she love it. Tonight, her chest was practically bursting out of her dress, which happened to be just the way she liked it. She was all for the attention and she knew that she'd get it no matter what. She was used to it, being the center of attention. As an up-and-coming fashion designer and socialite, attention was bound to come to her and she welcomed it with a bright smile and a wink. That was just who she was and she didn't care what others thought of her. Call her an attention whore if you wanted to! She'd just nod and graciously accept the compliment.
Movement to her left caught her eye and she turned slightly, taking a sip of her drink. Well well, look what the cute little cat dragged in! Lewis McMaster, in the flesh! She let out an amused giggle and put her drink down, fully turning to face him. "What a surprise," She all but purred into his ear, leaning in so he could hear her over the music. "Fancy seeing you here, Mr. McMaster."
ooc. outfit.
another kiss says we're lying on the pavement