I Can Haz... You know... ;D? [Molly]

[Sara Quinn]

Sara walked into the bar and looked around. She straightened herself to her full height of, OMG, 5' 2" and confidently walked in. It was one of those shady places that really didn't care how old you were, but it was best that no one asked any questions. She still wasn't legal at 18, even back in Canada. Which totally sucked. But she was a Quinn, and she was hot~ She could so go where ever the hell she pleased. She had chosen to dress up a little for the occasion, jeans and a light sweater. It had been a while since she had worn anything besides sweats and a tank top. Good for her for getting out.

And why was Sara in a bar? What with that amazing addiction she had and all that great jazz? Why she was stressed of course. She sighed inwardly. This was not a good idea. She knew that. But she needed it. Badly. And now. A quick glance around told her there was no one here that she knew, which was good. She half expected to see Matrim here or something, which would be just her luck. But the coast was clear... Thankfully.

She walked up to the bar and pulled herself shakily and clumsily into a bar stool. She leaned back while trying to keep a confident air about her, but a quick glance down at her hands proved that she was doing a poor job. She was shaking. And pretty badly to. That run in with Serafion had her... On edge to say the least. She signaled the bartender and ordered a rum and coke to start. This was going to be a long night.

[Molly Starling]

Can you believe that woman? First of all she goes and gets herself a good job and then she has the nerve to get drunk without any money for a cab! Not to mention she had to call ME to come get her. This pissed me off soooo badly. So badly in fact that I drove angrily towards the bar, blasting loud rap music the whole way. A little bit of D12 to get things going, some DMX, and before it was over it got to Kanye West and my mood calmed down a bit thanks to the song 'Street Lights'. But once that was done I had found parking and made my way to the door. I walked up to the door and immediately was going to be checked by the doorman.

"Yeah, let's see some ID." The guys said to me.

I showed some cleavage by unbuttoning my button down yellow top, squeezing together and leaning forward, "Will this do?" I asked him and he waved me in. Something I could thank my mom for was my body. I made my way into the bar, walking around when I saw a girl at the bar who looked no older than me. In fact, she looked younger than me. And cute to boot. So I made my way over to the bar and leaned against the table next to her, "What are you drinking?"

I grinned over at her, curious because I was probably going to order what she ordered. It's not like I drank a lot or anything. Mostly I had just tried a few sips of whatever my mom had drank. But a girl like this probably had a drink that wasn't too strong that it would make me throw up...... right?

[Sara Quinn]

Sara looked down into her glass, trying to focus her eyes. What was this...? Her second...? No, it had to be her third. The only way she could be feeling it this much already, even with the root in her system was if this was the third. That was bull D< So weak to anything, that three, and she was already GONEEEEE~

But oh well

She sighed softly. What the hell was she doing with her life... This was crap... A sudden twinge of homesickness hit her. How long since she had talked to her mom now? It had been weeks... Sara couldn't remember talking to her mom or dad since before the kidnapping. Sara needed to clean the house before her uncle came home... Maybe she should do that tonight...

"What are you drinking?"

Sara turned her head slowly to find a girl talking to her. Just to be sure, Sara looked around her. Ya... It had to be her. No one else around, and she was looking right at her... Great... Company... Sara continued to stare at the girl. She was pretty, and in some ways, looked kind of familiar. She was taller then Sara and looked a little older. But then again, when you were really short and small, everyone tended to look older. And her boobs were bigger =_=" Sara stared at the girls chest for a few moments, then looked down at her own... Stupid girl...

"Uhh... Rum and coke..." Her eyes narrowed suspiciously as they returned to the girls face, but she tapped the counter to get the bartenders attention anyways. "Who the hell are you?" Yes, rude, but with her eyes all blurry and her words slurring, also quite cute <3 And truth be told, Sara had no girls as friends. Maybe this was just what she needed.

[Molly Starling]

"Uhh... Rum and coke..." She said to me, and I smiled. She tapped the counter and I really didn't know what significance this had until the bartender walked over. You know... you learn something new every day. Today I learned how to get the attention of a bartender with a single finger, "Who the hell are you?"

"Who the hell am I?" I asked and looked at the bartender, "Uhm... a rum and coke...." I turned to the girl and said, "I'm... I'm nobody. I'm just looking for my mother. I don't suppose you've seen her, she looks a lot like me except a bit taller and with bigger boobs."

I thought about it as the bartender gave me my drink, I mean seriously, it's not like I had many friends. What was the harm in telling this girl my name, "My name is Molly, but everyone just calls me Mo. Who the hell are you?" I asked back with the same rudeness she showed me, only I winked at her to show that I was just kidding around. This girl was adorable. Something about her seemed familiar....

[Sara Quinn]

Sara's eyes fell back to the girls chest as she went on to describe her mother. The mother has even bigger boobs? Why the hell was life so cruel? Girls like her got all the good stuff... >3> Girl was probably younger to... fml... Mo... What kind of name is that... Pffft... >3>

Completely oblivious to the humorous rudeness, Sara answered the girls question. "I'm Sara..." And, just to be sure, she quickly gave another once over of the bar. "No... I haven't seen her. Sorry." Sara gave the girl another once over and returned to her drink, downing the last bit, and tapping the bar again to get the bartenders attention. "Guy!! Common, I ain't got all day!"

She sighed, dropping her head down onto the counter. "Well... Are you going to sit the hell down or not? Wait... I have to pee..." Sara moved to climb off the barstool, her foot reaching for the small rung. Damn these stupid bars, thinking it's all awesome and stuff to have high chairs... OH

Sara missed the rung, tripping and falling forward towards the girl. It was like the bottom dropped out of her stomach as her foot hit the floor and twisted, her arms going to wrap around Molly as she fell.