hell or glory, I don't want anything in between

[naomipatridge]

Naomi wasn't here to be bought drinks. She was too independent (and stubborn) for that. She was here because the bartender made the best Pina Colada around. Plus, he'd add extra rum without even needing to be asked. She didn't know if he did the same for his male customers and she really didn't give a damn. As long as she bought it for herself, it could have ten times more rum than the male counter.

She was currently perched atop one of the tall bar stools, facing out towards the open floor that served the purpose of a dance floor. Students filled it in masses, all dancing sloppily. It brought a light smile to her lips, remembering when she was one of those girls out in the middle of the floor, losing her worries to the beat of the music.

It wasn't like she couldn't be out there right now, doing the same old. But she really shouldn't. Naomi had promised herself she was only here for a drink or two. She had so many Psych papers left to grade, it wasn't even funny. That never did stop her from going out for a little fun, though. So, here she was.

The heel of her white pumps tapped lightly against a leg of the stool as she looked the place over. It hadn't been here when she was in college, and it made her envious. For fun back then, (which wasn't too terribly long ago) you had to actually get off campus, seek places it. It had helped her learn the area, though. And what she'd learned was that it was much safer to stick to here.

Taking another large sip of the mostly rum Pina Colada, she ran a hand through her hair, and then turned back to the bartender. "Another, thanks." She smiled sweetly, sliding the glass towards the man behind the counter. One or two, she'd said. So...two.

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Tagged: Micah

[MICAH RODRIGUEZ]

Why was he even going to a bar? Isn't that the number one place he was trying to avoid right now? Any alcohol. Anything that involves it or is around it, but at some point you have to face it and over come it ,right?So this was actually his chance, go to the student bar with a couple of friends he had actually just met, but they seemed alright right now. No drama...yet. Thank god.

Micah took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment while he got closer to the bar with his friends in front of him joked about some college hook ups last night. For sure at least two of them were lying because they were going overboard on details. Muting them out Micah said to himself Just don't try and get a drink, that simple. "Micah, you coming or what?" one of the guys said , and Micah's eyes popped open then looked at him and nodded before following through with them.

The smell of liquor filled his nose, and he clenched his teeth before soon relaxing to the smell. First, his eyes looked over the few girls dancing to the music ,and sure there was some he wouldn't mind getting to know, but he just wasn't ready for that either. A few seconds later, Micah figured out he was standing alone in the crowd, so he turned his head a few times to look for the guys, then saw the little bit of the bar. Maybe they were over there getting a drink.

Walking up to the bar, Micah's eyes ran over the many bottles before he brought his eyes down to a familiar face. Before he even started to question where he knew her from, Micah's eyes ran down her slim body before finally clicking together who it was. Naomi. That teacher he talked to all night long on the chat site thing. Putting on a smile, Micah squeezed through the people and sat on a stool beside her. I'm not surprised to find you here.

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tag - Naomi
notes - A bit tired, sorry :/
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[naomipatridge]

At first when she heard a voice from beside her, she got irritated. Her eyes had been fixed casually on her drink, but they quickly narrowed at the male's voice near her. Her shoulder's squared slightly, and she tapped her glass as she prepared to tell this guy she was not interested. It was a routine thing for any lady at a bar, especially at the sound of an unfamiliar male voice.

When she turned her eyes on the male in question, though, something stopped her. He seemed familiar somehow. Not his voice, really. But the face... Her brows unknitted quickly as she tried to place the face. In another moment a smile spread across her face.

"Oh, Mikey, you shouldn't sneak up on a girl at a bar." She said in a light, teasing manner, now relieved that she didn't have to tell some poor guy to buzz off. Glancing around to see if she could find the group of friends he'd brought along, she raised a brow.

"So, where are the rest of the frat brothers?" She smirked before taking another sip from her glass. She was starting to run low again. Maybe she'd just have a third...

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Tagged: Micah

[MICAH RODRIGUEZ]

Micah's nerves were shot. He really wanted a sip of her drink, or just a drink in general, but when she turned around to look at him. He was finally distracted. Naomi should take that as a compliment, if she even knew she was a distraction from becoming a alcoholic all over again, but he would never tell her that. He was starting over here, not bringing up old stories to a new life.

Shaking his head smiling, he turned his body around in the stool so he wouldn't be facing the bar, leaned back and let his elbows rest on the counter while he listened to her comment then question. Micah was trying to avoid eye contact with her, or even any of his eye contact to anything of her body. He just couldn't trust himself with any moves, didn't want to flirt with her while she was not probably interested in college boys younger than her, but he was defiantly okay with a cougar if she was.

Well..Uh..I dunno where they are, lost them as soon as I got in here. Micah laughed a bit. Oh, what the hell.. He thought as he turned his head and looked at her. Surprisingly his eyes didn't trail down anywhere, they just lingered on her eyes. He was smiling ,but it was a easy smile. Right now he was very relaxed, so he was for sure he was probably giving her some kind of deep look with his dark eyes.

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wearing - This
tag - Naomi
notes - A bit tired, sorry :/
credit - ashybomb @ caution 2.0
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[naomipatridge]

Crossing her legs, as she turned in to face Micah more, she tilted her head up to him. Shame, even college boys were taller than her, but not by much. Pushing bangs from her eyes and back into the bobby pin she'd had them kept back in, Naomi smirked more broadly. Glancing back around as he talked about having lost the group of friends, she shrugged,

"Probably out on the dance floor having free reign on the wasted chicks." She laughed lightly, licking her lips as she finished off the last of her second glass of Pina Colada.

"How come you aren't out there yourself, hmm? I'm sure you could have your pick of the ladies in here." She nodded. He was definitely nice to look at- the kind of guy she would've gone for back in college. Hell, the kind of guy she would've gone for last Saturday when she'd been dancing on a table in one of the clubs uptown.

Pushing her glass back to the bartender, she paused when he asked if she wanted another,

"Actually, make it a Vodka tonic." She told the man after a moment. Biting into her lip after the decision had been made, she turned back to Micah, smile taking back over her lips. "You gonna get something? The Pina Coladas here are to die for."

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Tagged: Micah

[MICAH RODRIGUEZ]

Turning his head quickly from her when she spoke brought him back to reality. Was he really looking at, and flirting with some teacher who wasn't thinking the same of him as he was her? The last thing he needed was a fling with some teacher, if possible, and not only that but to be hurt because with her, there was no telling how she was. She could be the type of woman to do whatever she wanted whenever she wanted to do it, which that was fine and all ,but for Micah. Heart break? Not on the list of things to do...again. That's actually something to avoid, a reason why he didn't flirt or anything in the first place, but she was good at it, or he was just being plain stupid and messing it all up.

Micah searched the crowd briefly while he thought about all of this, different reasons, trying to avoid whatever feeling he was getting for his chick, look for his friends, avoid alcohol, but the one thing that didn't cross his mind was what his face might look like, and it was totally different from a moment ago. A moment ago he was smiling, now he had his brows pushed together in serious thought, but then she talked again and he cleared his throat, threw off the serious look. Well... Micah paused a moment thinking of the right words, well the right words that wouldn't make her freak out, I don't want to hook up with some drunk girl. Not to mention, I'm fine here just talking to you, but thank you for the compliment. Turning his head he looked down at her and smiled before switching his eyes to the movement of the bartender.

Actually, no. I don't drink anymore. Damn, that was awkward. Don't tell her about your use-to-be addiction. Mental self noted himself. Micah shrugged and ran his hand through his hair once trying to calm the awkwardness, most of the people that new him always said, "Micah, we can tell if you're uneasy, first you get this look on your face then you run ya hand through your hair." Clearing his throat he ditched the conversation to start another topic. So, why are you here, all alone, when you could be snatching up some guy right now?

wearing - This
tag - Naomi
notes - A bit tired, sorry :/
credit - ashybomb @ caution 2.0

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[naomipatridge]

It was becoming apparent to her that Micah was having something like second thoughts about talking to her. She wasn't sure what it was, but he seemed to get a bit uneasy there for a few minutes, head turned in the other direction. She only raised a brow, waiting to see if he was going to make some awkward excuse to leave or settle back and talk to her more. She didn't really mind either way. She was, after all, a professor, and with students it was difficult to hold their attention.

When he finally turned back to her, she tilted her head up to him more, listening with quiet content to what he was saying. Smiling after a moment she nodded in understanding,

"Well, then you're much more respectable than most of the guys in this bar." She commented with a slight chuckle, eyeing one of the mindless frat boys on the other side of the room who had a hand under a girl's shirt. Perfect example of behavior that was not respectable.

Blinking slowly when he admitted he didn't drink anymore, she smiled lightly, "I see. Well, that's always the more healthy life-choice." She nodded even as she was taking another sip of her vodka tonic. Naomi knew she probably should've stopped after the second Pina Colada, but she just wasn't as interested in stopping at the moment.

Laughing lightly at what he said next, she shrugged, "Don't seem to have time for guys lately. Teaching is very time-consuming." She admitted, shifting so she could uncross and recross her leg legs the other way.

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Tagged: Micah

[MICAH RODRIGUEZ]

Micah rubbed his neck with one hand then shrugged at the him respecting girls, comment. He was actually loosening up. Which was really bad to do at a bar, because then he would start thinking, and of course he started thinking right then. Do I always have to be so uptight? I'm tired of locking myself in so I don't drink alcohol or don't have my heart broke, but f*ck, what kind of life am I living?I could handle a drink. Just one wouldn't hurt.

Turning around to the bartender, Micah cleared his throat to get the bartender's attention. Actually, nothing fancy, I want uh...Absolut Cranberry. After flashing a awkard smile of thanks he turned back to look at Naomi, continuing the conversation without even hesitation. And about the "respectable" thing, yeah, usually now, girls want to be used, don't want to be respected, so I don't see how me being "respectable" matters, I mean if they want to Tom, Dick, and Harry's bed on the first night, then so be it. Micah shrugged at the end of his statement then turned to retrieve his drink taking a sip.

Wow did he miss drinking, but something was different this time about his favorite unfancy drink. Sure, it calmed him ,but it felt like he was feeding a long desire, but instead of keeping the glass in his hands and drinking it like water, he could sit it down and not drink it. Weird how things work, right? Looks like tonight will go actually really well.

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tag - Naomi
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credit - ashybomb @ caution 2.0
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