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[Pate Adams]

Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven’t missed you yet

Every roommate kept awake
By every sigh and scream we make
All the feelings that I get
But I still don't miss you yet

Only when I stop to think about it..

Pate Adams, the underground scene of a person, shadowed himself in the lounge after pursuing his pockets for his "id" to the "oh-so-wonderful" bouncer. He found the bar sitting in it's designated area and he urged of a drink, unknown of the choice.. he pondered in his mind until he met the counter with a sophisticated whisp.

He rested his arms, relaxed and crossed upon eachother, on the counter top as the bartender rang out the complex question of what he wanted..

The drink you recomend, please..

Yes, Pate was the gentleman at times, but only on a typical unusual occasion. His manners were always smashed by his newly-found ego and sheer sarcasm that always leaked his lips that would always simmer a chance to meet another's.

Once the tender brought him the drink, that was actually indeed a good one, Pate started a tab and laid it with him and found a place to relax in the lounge by himself because he has yet to find anybody to call a friend or anything. The music ran in him swiftly, yet it wasnt nothing spectacular. Lately he's been the one to change his heart, he hasnt been the same since he has arrived here in this new city. But then again, who ever stays the same? Good point..

Now he was on the look out for any ladies that he figured would be good to introduce himself to, but around here, he figured none would show theyre faces.. not any decent ones for that matter anyways. For the moment-being, he just scanned the room casually while sipping his drink in silence...


I hate everything about you
Why do I love you
I hate everything about you
Why do I love you

Every time we lie awake
After every hit we take
Every feeling that I get
But I haven’t missed you yet

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[Hannah DeLuca]

<sup>Hannah hadn’t been out with her friends in a while. It was quite nice actually, Hannah missed this, you know coming to a club and not caring about anything until the next morning. She wouldn’t drink because of her unborn baby. Hannah wasn’t showing yet, which was a good thing, the only person that new about this whole mess she got herself into was Josh, and she planed to keep it that way. None the less she was going to have fun tonight. She was dressed a pink draped tank open back set off by middle ties. Along with black wide leg pants, her hair was pulled back and up. She had nicely done make-up not to much on. Hannah would’ve never have worn these clothes in public if it wasn’t for her friends. No she didn’t do everything that they told her but they gave then to her.

All of Hannah’s friends were older than her, but age is just a number right? Or so everyone says. Now, now she was dancing with her friends and people she didn’t even know in this club, and she loved it. She would come here everyday if she could. The music was awesome and everything was grate. Once the song ended Hannah pulled on of her friends over and told her she was going to get some water, and asked if she wanted anything. Hannah’s friend said no that’s okay so Hannah made her way through the mobs of people to get to the bar. Yes of course Hannah had a fake ID who didn’t now a days. Once at the bar she got the bartenders attention. ‘A bottle of water please.’ She ordered with a smile on her face. She looked older for only being fifteen. Well at least most people thought so.

Hannah was tired of dancing for now, and just wanted to take a brake. She looked around the club seeing some people she knew, and then some people she didn’t. The bartender gave her the water bottle she thanked him, opened it up and took a sip.</sup>