Night Life [Apple]
Sept 26, 2011 13:21:30 GMT -8
Post by Iizuka on Sept 26, 2011 13:21:30 GMT -8
OOC: Sorry for the wait, schoolwork is running my life. Should be ready to make better posts tomorrow or Wednesday.
IC:
The warmth of my drunken stupor was now rising to a slow boil. The humidity of the club seem to hit me randomly with moist bouts of moist, body-odor scented air. I hadn't even danced and I felt filthier than I had in a long time. I reached desperately for the beer once more, quickly downing it in order to remain cool. Yet as the alcohol coursed down my throat, I quickly realized the error in my ways as a thirst came over me. My next order would contain water with ice, and that was it. My senses had been dulled quite enough, already.
I grinned weakly as the heat increased, and I nodded as I took long sips from the water that would have now been brought to me. The cold weather of which he spoke sounded wonderful right now, but even I knew that the heat flash was only due to the alcohol, it would pass in time. For the moment I sustained my gaze on the man before me, attempting to focus on his conversation instead of the heat coursing through my body. My weak grin turned to a bright smile at his words, and I, in my drunkenness, took his words to heart. They were enlightening for me, the silly drunk bastard who had stumbled into this bar so late at night.
I seemed unable to respond to him, save for the big smile and the nods I gave to him. Finally after a few moments of my silence I would manage to mutter, albeit under my breath, "You're right, I have to take control of myself..." Then, watching as he picked his drink up and took a sip from it, I saw how he casually ran his hand through his hair and maturely drank his vodka. My spirit sank as my eyes quickly glanced to my own empty glass and the bottle of beer that stood next to it. The mood swings of alcohol were tricky bastards, and I suddenly found myself in a deep depression.
Who was I kidding, anyway? I could never be like the guy before me! It was a wonder that someone with such an aura as he would even grace me with his presence! Perhaps, even, I was some act of pity, and this man was just trying to do his part for the community and keep me from offing myself in this bar, prolonging it until I reached the next place. These feelings, however, were shaken as I felt genuine honesty from him, with his voice carrying great words of wisdom. My grin returned once more, and I nodded again, swaying slightly within my seat.
"You know, you are right! I'm so tired of the hate..." I took another small sip from my water, turning to face the bar myself as I wiped my mouth slightly. "I wish I could think a little bit more like you..." At that point I realized I hadn't even the knowledge of his name, he who was so courteous and kind to me. Even worse was that he didn't know mine, either, and that was absolutely out of my normal nature to be so rude. "Hey, what's your name by the way? I'm Iizuka, pardon my rudeness." I spoke well considering my current state, which judging by the appearance of my blurred surroundings was becoming worse.
