{[D O N ' T make me beg]} ``OPEN

[tori]

HOW CAN I DECIDE WHATS RIGHT

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It was nothing new to Victoria to get in a lot of trouble or sneak into a club, she did almost every day of her life and would keep doing it until she has finally had enough of it. Her party scene was almost always the same, dress hot, sneak in club, get drunk, dance like a fool, make new party friends, find old ones, drink some more, go to someones house, get high, go home, pass out, wake up and start again. This was the life of Victoria Davenport, well most of it of course she went to school and had friends outside of partys.

"Yoo, alex having the after party like normal?" Tori ask dancing around the crowd and drinking her drink, trying to find another party for when this on ended, that seemed to be all that was on her mind but really there was so much more to victoria, its just that no one ever took the time to see past her mask. "Hell yeah, bigger though"" he said a smile forming on his face, he knew that was the one thing that Victoria couldn't turn down if someone held a gun to her head and siad its that or death pick just about everyone knew she would pick snow and die right there but no one thought it would come to that so they never really worried about it. "Sweet, what time tonight?" she asked as the music stopped "The norm about three, good for you?" he ask with a nod "Yeah, i'll try and make it" she said as she turned and walked away looking for someone else to hang out with tonight.

"Hey" she said to random people over the overly loud music blasting from the overly sized speakers. It was a sound that Tori knew all to well and sometimes wished that she didn't remember the song at all but whats the difference now, it had started and there was no ending it till it was over. "Do they honestly have to play that song nine million and ninty nine times?" she groaned as she walked back to the bar, besides she needed a refill as it was, it didn't take her all that long to down a vodka, but now she was in the mood for something a little more stronger, maybe just vodka no coke? She wasn't sure what she was going to order when she got up there but it had to be straight and thats all she really knew. She tried to tune out the sound of the music but as always the music was over powering her mind.

Victoria stood infront of the bar for what seemed like seconds but it must have been longer, because she finally heard the bar tender yelling at her "What'll it be tori?" Tori? his yells finally breaking through her thoughts and the music, maybe she shouldn't drink anymore or maybe it was just this song that had grabbed her attention and didn't seem to want to let go. "A vodka, straight" she said without even thinking, she already looked out there but the only thing she had even done was vodka and coke and that was light for what she normaly did, she didn't understand what was happening to her but she decided that she wasn't going to let it bother her anymore, the song would end and the memory would fade away with it as it did. Just like all good storys they end up being forgotten. Besides she needed a new life and new friends, maybe someone that could turn her life around who knew if anyone could do that?
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Status: complete[:
Image Credit: me
Lyric Credit: decode - paramore
Tags: OPEN
Location: `Razzle
Word Count: 611
Notes: ehh kinda sucky sorry!

[Eisak V. Prokofiev]

Scratching his head, Eisak soon rubbed his eyes after. He'd been working forever and a day (it seemed) and needed to just get out of his apartment and figure out what lay in the world of "outside." He coughed a couple of times, reminding him that he should probably quit smoking, and fast. His lungs were under heavy pressure from constantly inhaling the vile smoke and they were slowly deteriorating as he did his job. Funeral home directing and embalming bodies may have paid well, especially in a city, but the addition carcinogens did Eisak's lungs absolutely no justice. Such a shame... All the hard work, just to increase his already high chances of cancer...

Shaking the dreadful thoughts away, Eisak rubbed his eyes some more and looked into them. Slightly red a usual, Eisak grunted and walked over to his closet. Opening it, he saw that his suits for work were there, as were his casual clothes and yard work clothes. Looking through them, Eisak found a pinstripe suit he rarely wore. Thinking for a moment, he grabbed the jacket off the hanger, a pair of old (but still tasteful) pants from the upper portion, where they were stored, a regular black shirt, and a pair of beautiful, black boots. Putting it all on, Eisak admired himself in the mirror. He looked great, but far from overdone.

Smiling, Eisak checked his wallet for cash and found he had plenty. Leaving, he grabbed his keys and and turned off the lights; the night was on and his options were open.

Eisak got onto his motorcycle and started her up. Hearing the roar of the engine as the enormous motorized bike began to move, Eisak put on his helmet (safety first) and sped off. After what seemed like no time, he reached his destination, a club where Eisak was always welcome. He had "connections" to say the least and the staff at the club adored him for all he was, along with the amount of money he spent there.

He got off the bike and moved it over to a small parking space behind the club (no one minded where he parked.) Stretching, Eisak opened the seat, set his helmet down, and locked it. Spinning his keys a couple of times, Eisak walked into the club and approached the bar.

"Yo bro, waddya have?" the bartender asked.

Smiling and sitting down, Eisak said, "I think I'll be stupid tonight and have my beer before my real liquor."

The bartender merely nodded without a response and finished pouring a glass for a particularly beautiful girl about Eisak's age. Eisak specifically ordered the alcohol for the club here, so he always got priority on the drinks. The bartender knew automatically what he wanted, and so he got down a nice German beer. Popping the lid, he handed it Eisak, and Eisak took it. Taking a gulp, Eisak turned his chair around to look into the crowd. The club wasn't too busy tonight, so Eisak was sure that there was plenty of opportunity to get laid tonight.

Then again, it was always nice to get to know someone before having sex with them. As a result, Eisak turned around and faced the bar. After all, it was always nice to be approached.

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