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Post by rebelgirl522 on Feb 27, 2011 17:04:30 GMT -8
Devin Carlson! its boots and chaps, it's cowboy hats
its spurs and latigo, its the ropes and the reins
Being the new guy when your a shy twenty three year old is horribly hard. The only part of town that he acctually explored enough was the West side, why? Simple, it had bars, and bars equal alcohol. And alcohol equals a not so shy Devin. Some would classify him as an alcoholic, but oh well, to hell with them. Devin didn't see himself as an alcoholic. It was just something to make life a bit easier.
The saloon had been screaming his name as he drove his battered red F150 down the road. Finally he pulled into the parking lot and walked into the building. Taking off his Budwieser cap as he stepped in the threshold.
Smiling at the bartender as he sat down at the bar to order some Jack Daniels. Blue eyes danced across the bar, looking for something to get to know tonight.
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Post by kaitlynmchail on Mar 4, 2011 19:17:28 GMT -8
i can't tell you what it really is, i can only tell you what it feels like. - - - - - - - - - -
As much as she had been told that she was going to hate Texas, she didn't mind it. Sure it got a bit colder than what she liked in the Winter, but it didn't snow (or at least not yet) and it really could be worse. But there was a part of her that still wishes that she was in California. There was just something about the sandy beaches that she couldn't get no matter where she went. Wandering downtown Addison, the town was awfully quiet in the evening. It was almost comforting in a way, that everyone was so friendly amongst each other and that there wasn't much crime wise.
That fact comforted her immensely.
There wasn't much to do tonight, Lucian was off with some guys from the shop, leaving her to find something to amuse herself. There wasn't much for her to do, so she decided to explore. Humming to herself as she walked along West Addison, the comforting little saloon made her raise a brow. She hadn't been in here before, so she decided to make it tonight's adventure. Sliding in, she raised a brow at the scene. She didn't seem to be over or undressed, wearing a dark pair of skinny jeans and black jacket that did up around the waist. With her bag slung under her shoulder, she walked up to the bar, Sitting down and leaning forward with her elbows on the table, she pushed a couple loose strands of hair from her face. Smiling and telling the bartender to pass her something sweet, she leaned back and put her bag on her lap.
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RESERVED FOR-- ash and devin
WORD COUNT-- ~250 // complete
NOTES-- x3
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Post by firegirl522 on Mar 4, 2011 20:33:14 GMT -8
Devin Carlson! its boots and chaps, it's cowboy hats
its spurs and latigo, its the ropes and the reins
Devin had been nursing a budwieser after he finished his Jack, okay okay mixing alcohol wasn't the smartest idea but he'd been drinking since he was 11. Devin knew how to drink and how to do it right.
He leaned back on the bar, elbows up on the counter, a beer bottle behind him and one in his hand. Oh yeah, it was gonna be a long night. His bright blue eyes were brighter then usual and his entire stature was more friendly and open then usual. His laugh and his voice heard over the others, not in a bad way, just in a noticable way.
Then she walked in. The girl a few years younger then him with the dark hair and the bright eyes. Lords sake. This town reallyyy knew how to grow em. First Dixie, and now this girl. Devin smirked thinking that he could get real used to living here. He waited till she sat herself down at the bar, a seat down from him. Then he attempted eye contact, smiled and nodded at the girl. Curious as to if she'd speak first or if he'd have to.
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Post by kaitlynmchail on Mar 4, 2011 23:05:33 GMT -8
i can't tell you what it really is, i can only tell you what it feels like. - - - - - - - - - -
Leaning forward as the bartender slid a shirley temple in her direction, she smiled charmingly and nodded. Stirring it around, she leaned forward to sip the fresh yellow and red liquid. It was sweet, with the bitter taste of Vodka burning as it went down. Making a slight face, she continued to sip at it and tossed a twenty over the counter. Maybe drinking wasn't the best idea, especially alone. She made a note to maybe not intake anymore alcohol, and just continued to sip away. Eventually the burning numbed and she just enjoyed the sweetness of the beverage.
Glancing around the bar, she studied some of the people silently. Running her white teeth over her soft lower lip, looking over to her left she noticed a guy looking at her. Raising a brow in his direction, she made eye contact with her and nodded. Studying him for a moment, she just smiled to herself and laughed lightly under her breath. Looking back down at her drink, she took another sip. She had a feeling that the night was about to get a little bit more interesting.
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RESERVED FOR-- ash and devin.
WORD COUNT-- ~265 // complete
NOTES-- oh kaitlyn.
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Post by rebelgirl522 on Mar 5, 2011 13:24:33 GMT -8
Devin Carlson! its boots and chaps, it's cowboy hats
its spurs and latigo, its the ropes and the reins
When she turned back to her drink Devin thought it over for a second, speak or drink. It was a toughy.
Taking the last swig from his beer, he looked at the bottle and just placed it back on the counter of the bar. Grabbing the other one he popped the top, stood up and walked the few strides over to her. "Hey there, I'm Devin. Whats your name?" A beer in one hand and the other stuck out towards the girl.
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Post by kaitlynmchail on Mar 5, 2011 22:34:32 GMT -8
i can't tell you what it really is, i can only tell you what it feels like. - - - - - - - - - -
Leaning forward, she tapped her nails against the counter, sipping away at the sweet drink. Running her tongue over her white teeth, she glanced around the saloon once more. The guy she had noticed earlier was drinking away, the others all had the same intentions. Running her fingers through the loose curls, she glanced over as that same guy was making his way toward her.
He introduced himself, sticking his hand out. Looking down at it, she took his hand in her own and shook it lightly. “Kaitlyn,” she said simply, glancing up at his face before releasing his hand and taking another sip of her drink.
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RESERVED FOR-- ash and devin.
WORD COUNT-- ~100 // complete
NOTES-- oh kaitlyn.
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Post by rebelgirl522 on Mar 6, 2011 17:21:35 GMT -8
Devin Carlson! its boots and chaps, it's cowboy hats
its spurs and latigo, its the ropes and the reins
She seemed intent on her drink. Not a very social one, only giving her name and nothing else. Oh well, maybe she wasn't the one he'd be getting to know tonight. Sometimes things were just funny like that. He nodded his head, "Nice to meet ya Kaitlyn."
Scanning the saloon one more time before taking the stool next to her. It wasn't too much of a difference then it was before, just another stool over.
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Post by kaitlynmchail on Mar 7, 2011 12:46:28 GMT -8
i can't tell you what it really is, i can only tell you what it feels like. - - - - - - - - - -
Sitting up a bit straighter, she studied him curiously as he sat down beside her. Most would have just left by now, given up to find someone easier to talk too. Sipping her drink and raising a brow at him, she laughed lightly as he said it was nice to meet her. "Thanks," she said lightly. "You too, Devin."
"You new around here?" She asked, reffering to the town itself. She didn't really know anyone around here, even if she had been here for over a year now. Running her fingers through the dark ringlets, "I've never been here before. Well. The Saloon I mean, it's a cute set up."
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RESERVED FOR-- ash and devin.
WORD COUNT-- ~100 // complete
NOTES-- posting in french like a rebeell haha
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