<div style="text-align:justify;]<span style="font-size:10pt;]<span> </span>She mouthed a silent thank you to the bartender, who's name she was going to have to get as the ashtray appeared. She reached past the patron, still trying very hard to get her attention, and into her purse to retrieve her cigarette case. A rose gold and filigreed thing that she had inherited from her father, along with the deplorable habit. She pulled one out and replaced the case, holding it between two fingers, but neglecting to light it. </span>[/align]<div style="text-align:justify;]
[/align]<div style="text-align:justify;]<span style="font-size:10pt;]<span> </span>"Oh, I do need to be like this," she corrected, plucking her drink from its colorful napkin with her free hand, not yet noticing the distinction. His laughter made her cringe as she took a sip. She pulled back to look at the liquid, noticing the bartender's slight embellishment. She looked up from the cocktail, and to the bartender. That slow half-smile reappeared as she took another drink. </span>[/align]<div style="text-align:justify;]
[/align]<div style="text-align:justify;]<span style="font-size:10pt;]<span> </span>She set the glass down, licking alcohol from her lips before settling the cigarette between them. "I'm not interested," she said, thin stick bobbing with her words. She turned at the waist to dig through her coat pockets for her lighter. "You're just wasting your time." </span>[/align]<div style="text-align:justify;]
[/align]<div style="text-align:justify;]<span style="font-size:10pt;]<span> </span>Isabella watched with mild interest, lighting her cigarette as the cute bartender came to her rescue. Bonus points to him for showman ship. She tried and failed not to seem impressed as she watched the shot glass travel down the bar. She exhaled smoke in a sigh as he took his shot, and her companion trudged away. </span>[/align]<div style="text-align:justify;]
[/align]<div style="text-align:justify;]<span style="font-size:10pt;]<span> </span>She arched a brow; they both new she was neither a girl nor a damsel. She inhaled deeply instead of answering immediately. "How fiscally responsible of you," she replied, ghostly wisps following her words. "And does my shining knight come with a name?" </span>[/align]
[/align]<div style="text-align:justify;]<span style="font-size:10pt;]<span> </span>"Oh, I do need to be like this," she corrected, plucking her drink from its colorful napkin with her free hand, not yet noticing the distinction. His laughter made her cringe as she took a sip. She pulled back to look at the liquid, noticing the bartender's slight embellishment. She looked up from the cocktail, and to the bartender. That slow half-smile reappeared as she took another drink. </span>[/align]<div style="text-align:justify;]
[/align]<div style="text-align:justify;]<span style="font-size:10pt;]<span> </span>She set the glass down, licking alcohol from her lips before settling the cigarette between them. "I'm not interested," she said, thin stick bobbing with her words. She turned at the waist to dig through her coat pockets for her lighter. "You're just wasting your time." </span>[/align]<div style="text-align:justify;]
[/align]<div style="text-align:justify;]<span style="font-size:10pt;]<span> </span>Isabella watched with mild interest, lighting her cigarette as the cute bartender came to her rescue. Bonus points to him for showman ship. She tried and failed not to seem impressed as she watched the shot glass travel down the bar. She exhaled smoke in a sigh as he took his shot, and her companion trudged away. </span>[/align]<div style="text-align:justify;]
[/align]<div style="text-align:justify;]<span style="font-size:10pt;]<span> </span>She arched a brow; they both new she was neither a girl nor a damsel. She inhaled deeply instead of answering immediately. "How fiscally responsible of you," she replied, ghostly wisps following her words. "And does my shining knight come with a name?" </span>[/align]
I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you.
The following 1 user Likes megs's post: Tindome
« Next Oldest | Next Newest »
The Devil’s Toboggan - by saronym - 07-29-2015, 09:53 PM
The Devil’s Toboggan - by saronym - 07-29-2015, 10:52 PM
The Devil’s Toboggan - by saronym - 07-30-2015, 02:59 PM
The Devil’s Toboggan - by saronym - 07-30-2015, 05:38 PM
The Devil’s Toboggan - by saronym - 07-31-2015, 08:05 PM
The Devil’s Toboggan - by saronym - 08-01-2015, 12:23 AM
The Devil’s Toboggan - by saronym - 08-01-2015, 07:01 PM
The Devil’s Toboggan - by saronym - 08-05-2015, 11:08 PM
The Devil’s Toboggan - by saronym - 08-10-2015, 05:24 PM
RE: The Devil’s Toboggan - by megs - 09-12-2016, 06:06 PM
RE: The Devil’s Toboggan - by saronym - 10-24-2016, 02:21 PM
RE: The Devil’s Toboggan - by megs - 05-15-2017, 05:01 PM
The Devil’s Toboggan - by megs - 07-29-2015, 10:19 PM
The Devil’s Toboggan - by megs - 07-29-2015, 11:14 PM
The Devil’s Toboggan - by megs - 07-30-2015, 03:46 PM
The Devil’s Toboggan - by megs - 07-31-2015, 04:26 PM
The Devil’s Toboggan - by megs - 07-31-2015, 10:00 PM
The Devil’s Toboggan - by megs - 08-01-2015, 04:34 PM
The Devil’s Toboggan - by megs - 08-05-2015, 10:28 AM
The Devil’s Toboggan - by megs - 08-08-2015, 08:16 PM