We are finally in some club that Kate has picked up. The place seems to be crowded. People getting wasted and some just carelessly fucking.
Why did I come here? I don’t know. I guess I just wanted to be out, enjoy myself a bit and away from everyone who knows me. It’s fun to be someone mysterious instead of being the usual me handling and managing a huge record label. The work is just too much and the shitty and moody bands and their members, the mood swings they have. Ughhhh... I needed to have some time off and hence I am here, some club I don't know that well.
I am Sierra Jane, assistant manager at High Zone Records. It is one of the top labels to have been signed by. Musicians and bands are ready to die just to be signed by us. I have always admired the music industry and wanted to do something in it, as I am not a good singer and lyricist, I thought I might as well be someone who somehow is related to music industry.
I am the assistant manager and the work is just too much. My schedule has been busy and hectic and exhausting. I rarely get to have a day off and whatever time I get I spend it getting my chores done, meet my family and friends or have a good and long nap because I don't have enough time to sleep.
Though the work is hectic, I enjoy it and love it unless I am handle mood swings of the clients. They can be real nuts sometimes
“Is this seat taken?” a deep voice asks from beside me.
I barely turn to see the guy who doesn’t even come close to being my type. Is that... makeup? There is definitely some eye make up done and the lipstick shade and foundation. He looks like he spends more time getting ready than I do.
“It will be when I find someone I want to talk to,” I mutter, refusing to grant him any more of my attention.
“That’s rude,” he scoffs.
“It’d be ruder to lead you on, let you waste your money on drinks for me, and then leave with someone I would rather be with. Don’t you think?” I ask, feeling somewhat bitchy. Old habits die hard. I’ve been the Ice Queen for too long, but damn... How can I play nice with wolves?
He walks away after several attempts to try a new angle and I’m left in peace once more. I want someone to be interested in me, not just what I look like naked. Of course... this dress and this bar probably weren’t the best ways to get that sort of interest. In all fairness, I’m probably judging too harshly.
I came here to get laid but not finding someone suitable. I want some good muscle and abs with a good face, it has been long since I've had cardio and intend to make the most out of it.
I try to look around for Kate but she seems to not be here, I hope she got what she came for and having a good time.
Sierra
I was drinking and a bit too much for my liking, I don't know why I stayed sober for so long it feels so good to be finally letting go of work and problems and just having fun. The loud music and the drinks reminds me of the parties we used to have when in college. I was so wild back then and used to have so much fun. It feels like forever already, Kate is right I need to loosen up a bit and enjoy myself too. Work and problems can wait, I definitely need some more booze. I stood up from the counter needing to use the restroom.
“You can’t possibly be leaving so soon,” a deceptively seductive voice murmurs close to my ear, making me all the more tense as his warm breath fans my cheek and leaves unbidden chills in its wake. The voice was hoarse and husky leaving tingles over my body.