SlickQuiver
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After spending a solid night of drinking, I paid my tab and started to leave. I came here to get my mind off Cassandra. I had ben dating her for two years, when I discovered she was cheating on me. I broke up with her 4 months ago, but I still couldn't get over her. I stumbled out of the bar, hardly able to hold myself up on my own feet. Thigns were a bit blurry, but I shook it off before heading to the car. I pulled out the keys, before putting them back. I'm way too pissed to drive I told myself. I made sure it was locked before starting to walk home.
The fastest way home was through the red-light district. I walked throguh, keeping away from the more apparently violent drug dealers in the alleys. I put my hand in my pocket, and felt the wad of cash Marty told me to bring. "Get your mind off her," he told me. "Move on. You can do without her. If you really can't get your mind off her, go here," he told me, slipping me a piece of paper with the location. Yeah, right, like I would ever go see a prostitute. But still, I had been somehow compelled to bring the money, and as I walked past the alley where he told me to go, I found myself stumbling down the alleyway and into the backdoor of the building.
I walked in and was greeted by an overweight man. He asked me what I was looking for, I told him what I was looking for, and he ushered me into a smaller room off to the side. I walked into the room, and saw a woman in the darkness. "Hello?" I asked, not knowing what to expect.
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OOC: Yeah, looking for a woman to play the part of the prostitute. Just describe yourself and hop right in.
Ron Andrews
Black Hair, Green eyes
6'2"
The fastest way home was through the red-light district. I walked throguh, keeping away from the more apparently violent drug dealers in the alleys. I put my hand in my pocket, and felt the wad of cash Marty told me to bring. "Get your mind off her," he told me. "Move on. You can do without her. If you really can't get your mind off her, go here," he told me, slipping me a piece of paper with the location. Yeah, right, like I would ever go see a prostitute. But still, I had been somehow compelled to bring the money, and as I walked past the alley where he told me to go, I found myself stumbling down the alleyway and into the backdoor of the building.
I walked in and was greeted by an overweight man. He asked me what I was looking for, I told him what I was looking for, and he ushered me into a smaller room off to the side. I walked into the room, and saw a woman in the darkness. "Hello?" I asked, not knowing what to expect.
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OOC: Yeah, looking for a woman to play the part of the prostitute. Just describe yourself and hop right in.
Ron Andrews
Black Hair, Green eyes
6'2"