(dis: just borrowing characters)
There was someone at the bar mixing drinks when Reid walked in. I guess Nicky finally had the sense to hire someone to cope with the large influx of students coming in on weekends, he thought as he scanned to room for his best friends. All he saw was a back and two flying cocktail shakers spinning about as they were juggled. Good improvement, he concluded as he strode to toward his usual gang, checking out asses on the way. No one seemed to pique his interest. Interestingly enough this sentiment had become the norm for the past few months, Even though the girls there were hot.
He greeted his friends and stole a gulp of Pogue's beer.
"Where's Ty?" he asked sitting down.
"You drink my beer and that's all you can say? Don't tell me u miss the guy already. He went to the washroom, man."
It was at that moment that Reid realized that yes, he did look forward to seeing his best friend and roommate. The thought left a slightly weird feeling in is mind. But he brushed it off quickly.
The night wore off in its usual fashion and soon it was Reid's turn to get drinks. Just as he got there the skinny boy who was bartending did a particularly fanciful catch before serving the couple in front.
"Wow, nice one dude." He called out. The person turned with a grin. Large kohl-lined eyes and a set of pouty lips greeted him. Damn, he realized, it was a chick.
"Er, haha thanks. What can I get for you?" there was laughter in her dark eyes when she saw his reaction.
"Er, erm 3 er… black… black Russians." The black shirt she wore was had its sleeves rolled up to her elbows and while she hadn't much ass, her cleavage was obvious from her open collar, including a flash of two shiny metal balls. In the dim light, it took him awhile to register some of her facial piercings. She was wearing plastic retainers in both eyebrows, her bridge and snakebites, there also seemed to be a red gemstone at the outer corner of her right eye. She was different, very different and Reid was feeling slightly nervous, something he hadn't felt since the onset of puberty. He watched her every move, completely enthralled by her graceful movements, so fluid and precise it seemed almost impossible. When she handed over the drinks, he found himself not knowing what to say, so he just handed her a handful of cash and hurried back to his table. He put the drinks down and just stared off into space. Tyler had noticed it immediately. Not only did Reid get their order wrong, he also got black Russian, which none of them drank at all. He hoped that someone else would notice and find out what was up with Reid. It was an agonizing position for Ty as he was trying his best to ignore the confusing thoughts in his head.
(Please let me know if you find it interesting. Will continue asap.)
