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Post by Bobby Ryan on Mar 13, 2007 14:44:15 GMT 7
The sound of T.I.'s song 'I'm A King' was playing through out Bobby's apartment. The very excited Bobby was dancing around her living room, a Singapore Sling in her hand as her arms moved around but slow enough so that the drink didn't spill onto her hardwood floor. Her arm would slowly bring the glass close to her face as the straw entered her mouth. The liquid quickly travelled through her mouth and down her throat, her tongue savouring the delicious taste that the Singapore Sling gave.
Wearing only a singlet and matching boy legs, Bobby took another drink of her Singapore Sling. It was definitely her favourite drink. She had first discovered its existance while in California at her boyfriends house and they were watching Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, that was just before he put his cigarette out on her thigh. That was right before she dumped him and went to go get a drink, a Singapore Sling. That was the day she fell in love with them, then she moved to New York, became a bartender and learnt how to make them. Now she had atleast one every day. She wasn't an alcoholic or anything though, but being a bartender she was bound to have one drink a day.
She finished her drink but her tastebuds were lusting after more. Since the bar was going to be closed tomorrow because 2 of the girls were sick and they needed 3 or more to work Bobby had decided to close it for a day. So that meant that she could get drunk, recover the next day and then go to work all fine the day after that. As she got up to make her another Singapore Sling the song finished, as did her dancing. The next song that came on was 'Rubber Band Man', another T.I. song.
Singing the song as she started to dance once more into the Kitchen, her doorbell rang. She changed her direction from the kitchen towards the front door, dancing all the while. Unlocking the many locks on her front door, it was New York, you never knew when you might get robbed, she opened it to find none other then Dean Andrews standing there. "Hey Dean. What are you doing here?" She asked turning around but leaving the door open as an indication that he could come in. Not being fazed by having company, Bobby started dancing once again towards the kitchen. "Make yourself at home.. Do you want a Singapore Sling? I can make em really good" She said as she started making another drink for herself. All the ingredients were still on the bench because of the one she made earlier and she knew she would be having more then one.
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Post by † Dean Andrews on Mar 19, 2007 11:58:22 GMT 7
Knocking on the door three times he placed his hands in his jeans pockets waiting on her to answer the door. He didn’t know if she was at work or probably out with some of her friends having a good time. Dean just assumed that she was at home, and he didn’t even call to see if she was. Hearing the sound of the door lock he let out a sigh of relief happy that she was at home. It was that or one of her room mates that is if she had any. Dean never really heard her talk much about room mates and they had been talking for what seem like forever now. He smiled at Bobby when she opened up the door and hear her voice. “Hey yourself, and do I have to have a reason to come visit a friend. And I thought you would be happy to see me.” He said to her with a grin pasted across his face.
Dean of course was being his usually self, but he did have a reason to come and see her today. He had something to ask her, and no it wasn’t to marry him. It was more if she would like to go with him to a big event that was happing in town. Dean probably knew the answer already but he mother always told him it is better to try then to not try at all. That is how he found himself standing at her door; he just now needed the courage to ask her. Of course he wasn’t going to ask her straight out, then she would think that he only wanted her to come with him because she was his last resort when in fact she wasn’t. Ever since he found out about the event it had been perfect for a first date for the two of them.
It was funny how Dean was approaching things with her, well she was different then all the others girls that he met. In fact she wasn’t a girl, Bobby was a woman and he couldn’t use the same game that he did with others on her. She probably knew the game already no thought, she was hot and he had no thought that man were crawling all over her. So he had to step up in his game if he would have any chances with her. Yeah if she even found an uneducated repair man interesting enough to start a romantic relationship with. But then his mother words rang through his ears again.
No, there were the words of Bobby bringing him out of his deep concentration. Shaking his head he kindly took her invitation to come within her home. It was very nice inside when he step into it. He could always tell that Bobby was a neat person, and he was right. Closing the door behind him he walked behind her into the kitchen watching her as she was dancing “sure I will and that would be fine” Dean said to her offer of the drink and making himself comfortable. Walking towards the kitchen table he took a seat and continued to watch her “nice dancing, if I know you were giving me a private show I would be paid you a visit.” Dean said with a smirk upon his lips.
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Post by Bobby Ryan on Apr 5, 2007 2:05:25 GMT 7
First went the Gin into the stainless steel shaker, then half an ounce of cherry brandy, then 4 ounces of Pineapple Juice. A smile crept on her face when he thought that she'd be happy to see him. "Of course im happy to see you, silly" she said pouring half an ounce of Lime Juice into the shaker. Making Singapore slings to perfection, the way Bobby did, required a bit of concentration to get the amounts perfect.
She finished off the drink, put ice cubes into shaker and started shaking it until her hands started getting cold. She strained the contents into a tall glass before adding a slice of pineapple and cherry. "Here you go" She handed Dean the drink with an eager smile on her face, wondering how he'd take to it. Singapore Slings weren't for all people but she just loved them. She figured that everyone else had to love them too because they were that great. If they didn't, then she'd give it to them until they did.
After handing it to him she began to make herself one. Measuring everything perfectly, well as perfect as can be without a measuring glass or measuring spoons. She didn't need those, she never used those. She could tell exactly how much was needed so she never bothered to get anything to measure it. There wasn't really any point.
She laughed at Dean's attempt of complimenting her dancing. "Well maybe you should come over more often" She winked at him playfully as she finished making the drink and then pouring it into a tall glass, adding another slice of pineapple but no cherry. Its not that she ran out of cherries, she just didn't feel like having one. "So what brings you all the way up to my apartment, Mr. Andrews?" She asked him flirtatiously as she walked over to the table and took a seat across from him.
[[sorry it took so long jak. and sorry that its short and crappy. i suck :[ ]]
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Post by † Dean Andrews on Apr 5, 2007 3:32:37 GMT 7
;D that is okay Watching her prepare the drink he sat there in silence, she looked so hot mixing the drinks and he wondered if she looked that way while she was working at the bar if so he really needed to visit the bar more often. Even though he found it to be a little too crowd for his taste. But to see her it would be more than worth it. “Oh good because I am happy that you were here. I didn’t know if you were at work or with your friends” he said biting his bottom lip slightly.
Watching her walk over towards him he took the drink and look at it. It didn’t look as if it would taste bad. Dean he wasn’t a fruity drink guy so he was a little reluctant in trying it but when he looked in her eyes he couldn’t say no. He took a sip and like the drink slide down his throat , it actually was good. Placing his glass down he looked at her. “thanks it was a new experience for me I might say” he said to her with a smile across his face then he quickly lick his lips.
Watching her go back and fix another drink for herself he looked at her and pick up his drink taking another sip of it and finding the taste to get much better with each drink he took. Maybe he should try to drink other things other then beer all the time. It wouldn’t hurt him if he did try something new.
Shrugging his shoulders at her comment “Maybe I will” he said with a laugh taking another sip from his drink and watch as she wink her eye at him. Hearing her next question he looked at his glass and then at her and sigh “why do I have to have a reason to come see you. I just wanted to see you” he said not really telling the truth but he needed to work his way up to that “so how have you been doing since I last saw you” he asked her in a curious tone.
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Post by Bobby Ryan on Apr 5, 2007 4:33:57 GMT 7
Work. One of her favourite places to be. As much as she loved her job though, it was hard work. There was a bit of heavy lifting to be done, it was very tiring because you were on your feet for hours on end and you were always moving. You couldn't be in one place for too long because the bar was always so busy. But not tonight. Tonight it was closed, it would be closed tomorrow night too. That was a downfall of only having 4 employee's, 5 including the main boss. But she was on holiday and Bobby was put in charge.
"Nope not at work tonight. Two of the girls are sick and we can't run the bar with only two working and two off." Bobby said, taking a long sip of the drink. She knew it was missing something though. Something to make it feel complete. A lightbulb basically went off in her head when she realised what it needed. She stood up and walked straight to the pantry, opening it and looking around until she found what she needed. Umbrella's for the glasses. The cute different colored ones with the patterns on them. She also grabbed 2 straws and walked back to the table. "This'll make it taste better" She said, popping the Umbrella into his glass, soon followed by the straw. She then done the same thing to hers before taking a drink. She made a 'mmm' sound as the liquid flowed through her mouth and down her throat, making sure to cover every single tastebud in her mouth.
He didn't have to have a reason, its just that most guys that visited her without calling first usually had a reason. Maybe he was different like that though. Maybe he actually did just want to come see her. Or maybe he was working his way around to asking her something. She didn't know. The alcohol was starting to get to her head, especially since she put in more gin then she was taught, but that made it taste better, and she didn't put all that much more in. Just a little. But enough to make a difference. "You don't need a reason. I just thought you'd have one" She smiled, taking a long drink through the bright green straw.
"Hmm, since you last saw me?" Bobby looked up while drinking as she thought about everything that had happened since he last saw her. "Nothing really. Oh I went to a concert at Madison Square Garden and this weird scene girl started talking smack to me," Bobby filled her mouth with the drink so she had to stop to swallow it before she could continue, "so I punched her in the face, then she hit me, then we were pulled away before we could really get into it." She finished, nodding as she looked at him remembering it. "It was actually pretty funny" She laughed a little before going back to her drink.
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Post by † Dean Andrews on Apr 5, 2007 5:58:18 GMT 7
[sorry it is short]
“Oh that is a good thing. Your always working and I never really get to see you much” he said leaning back in his chair letting his hands run through his hair. He didn’t know why he said that but he really did miss seeing her. Oh how he wish that her car would break down all the time so that he could see her but he didn’t want that to happen to her. Taking another sip he noticed her walk over and grab something and walked back his way placing a straw and his drink. He took a sip and it did taste a little bit better “thanks hun, I think it taste better this way as well” he said taking another sip.
He looked at her in the silence that came between them. I bet it was hard for her to believe that he just want to see her. Half of it was true the other half was that he wanted to ask her something but he didn’t know what the answer would be. Seeing her grin “yeah I just wanted to see you and well I guess I did want to ask you something.” he said clearing his voice “well you see there is this event at the Adventure world and I was wondering if you would like to go with me. You know as a date” he said ending his question to her. It was a bit of rambling but he got to the point soon or later.
“Ohh I see that does sound like fun.” he said to her about her getting in a fight with a scene chick. That would have been nice to see two females fighting. He thought about it for a second then shook his head and went to take a sip out of his cup and ended up wasting all his drink all over his shirt. Jumping up he looked a bit shook “gosh I am such a klutz today.” he said placing his empty glass on the table. Looking over at Bobby he didn’t know if she was mad. He just waste all his drink which then fell to the floor when he stood up. Looking at his shirt he knew that he needed to take it off, he looked at her again and sigh “do you have a washing machine I can use to wash this” he asked while taking his shirt off. He was now expose to her and he could feel the air hitting his skin now. He took his shirt wiping his chest clean then looked back at Bobby.
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Post by Bobby Ryan on Apr 15, 2007 23:25:50 GMT 7
It felt like a ball. Like a ball had formed in her throat which had restricted her from swallowing her drink which in turn restricted her from speaking. Thats how shocked she was when he asked her out. A long hard swallow and the drink was finally on its way down into her bladder. "A date?" Bobby had no idea what to make of it. As if Dean would want to go out with her. He was a hot mechanic, a mechanic, they're like the perfect guys, and she was just Bobby. A college drop out turned provocative bar tender.
Thoughts rushed through her mind, unsure what to make of this sudden and unexpected offer. It was Adventure World, probably their adults only night because that was the only event they were having around this time that she knew of, and when it came to things like that Bobby made sure she was always up to date on the latest info. Once the question that Dean had asked her finally set into her head she was overwhelmed with with giddyness. She was going to be going on a date with Dean.
Before she had time to agree on the date Dean spilled the entire drink all over his shirt. At first she was more distraught over the loss of her favourite beverage but then the shirt came off. His shirt came off, revealing a toned and tanned abdomen that could make the nastiest old spinster turn and take a second look. With her jaw hanging low, basically touching the floor, Bobby didn't know what to say. The only sounds coming out of her mouth were "Uhh.. uhhh".
Snapping herself back to reality and leaving the adolescent daydreams of a pubescent teenage girl, Bobby grabbed the shirt and mumbled something barely audible "Yeah. Shirt. Machine. Clean". She reappeared from the laundry room, which was also connected to the main bathroom, with a large towel in hand. She headed straight to the sink and held a corner of the towel under the running water before walking back over to Dean. "You'll get sticky" She said as she started wiping his torso with the wet towel. It was obvious that she was getting her thrills from this, and she knew it was obvious too which made her cheeks go an amazing shade of crimson, looking like they were on fire.
Exhaling loudly as she stepped back, she wiped her forehead with the back of her hand to rid her head of any sweat that might have started to form. "Gosh its like I haven't seen a hot body before" Her eyes widened at the realisation of what had just come out of her mouth. "Uhh, I mean.. Well you are hot but.. Umm.. Uhhh" Bobby found her ability to speak like a normal human being disappearing in the time she needed it the most. Not sure what else to do, Bobby picked up her drink, one hand firmly wrapped around the tall glass with the other clinging onto the straw for dear life as she sucked the glass dry. She couldn't recall a time she had been this embarrased in her entire life.
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Post by † Dean Andrews on Apr 17, 2007 10:09:28 GMT 7
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Seeing the look on her face, it look as if she was choking on something. He was starting to worry because the fact that she wasn’t even breathing . He was about to walk towards her when he heard her talked and he smiled “Yeah well, I though a date would be nice. I like you, a lot and well this came up and I couldn’t think of any better way to get to know you. I can understand if you don’t want to go with me” He said knowing that it had been a stupid idea to ask her, of course she was going to say no. He didn’t even know if she had a boyfriend, he just assume things and that is what always got him in trouble.
After that one word he watched her in silence. She didn’t really give him an answer so maybe she was thinking about it. The silence was kind of killing him, he never really had to wait this long and the suspend was killing him. He could only get two answer either a no or a yes. Dean desperately wanted to hear a yes to his question but he had to patient and that was one thing that Dean couldn’t be. Running his fingers in through his tough patch of hair he looked around then brought his attention back to her. Laughing as himself when he had waste the drink all over himself.
Not only did he have to make a fool of him self, but now he had to make things even worse then what they were, and he ruin a perfectly good drink. Now she was going to think that he was a klutz and his shirt was soak and there was no one he could keep it on. Taking his shirt off he balled it up trying to get the substances off his chest. He didn’t even noticed when she walk over towards him until he felt her hands on his when she took the shirt out of his hand, “thanks I would hate to go home without a shirt on” he said grateful for that fact. Even though it was spring the weather was still kind of nippy. Watching her walk out the room and then come back he greeted her with a soft smile. She had a towel in her hand and she went to go damp it walking back over to him. “Oh really you don’t have to do that” he try to say before she started to wipe chest clean. It must have been really awkward for her which made him feel even more bad about the fact that he waste his drink all over himself.
Seeing her step back he step back himself. He felt a little bit cleaner now that the sticky stuff was off his chest. Smirking at her he didn’t know what to say, he didn’t think he was that hot but it was a nice thing for her to say “ I am sure if I saw you with your top off I would feel the same. Thanks and if I could see your body I could say it was hot as well. It is already hot even with your clothes on already.” he said to her giving her body a glanced then trying to get back to the main reason he was there “so did you decided. Do you want to do me the pleasure of being my date to the Adult ‘s Adventure World” he said in a very nice and polite way.
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