Take a seat, take a drink, and then drown your life away

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Who: Nicoleta and anyone who wants a drink/party. So this is opeen~
When:  8PM, Nicoleta's last hour at work, November 24th
Where: Chueca
What: Have some fun at Chueca and meet the lovely bartender who might just decide to not serve you.

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NO. MOLDOVA BELONGS TO ROMANIA. I DUNNO WHY THEY HAVEN'T BECOME ONE YET.

[5minutetheft]

Agitated, Nicoleta threw a sharp glare at Alfred after he reeled Ion away from her. Ion didn't even finish saying the first word to her in person. The rude interruption was gladly welcomed by a frown. Delicately, a brow raised. "Really? You look like you're about to fall over, Jones." She teased with flashing eyes. However, she really had no intention of serving either of the two another drink.

Frankly, she just wants it to be nine already with Alfred out and alone time with Ion. Honestly, because there was so much to do.

Her defiant demeanor unconditionally melted after seeing a Ion's little meek winner's smile. Instantaneously, she beamed and hopped on to the counter and slid back to the other side in a swift movement. Oh, if Ion gets drunk, then she would have to take him home! Unfortunately, she has no idea where he lives! Essentially, she would have to take him to her house.

"Well then, if you boys really want it, then I'll let you guys have it." She chimed as she speedily whipped up two cups of that said drink. Nicoleta returned and sweetly pushed the cup over Ion while nonchalantly shoving it over to Alfred's area. Now for the results...

i have nothing to add to this subject conversation but more drunken Alfred

[waitforsuperman]

Saying Alfred was gone was putting it lightly. Saying he'd been taken into another dimension by a blackhole was closer.

Dead asleep on Ion's shoulder, the last bastard had finished him off within one minute of having it. Every man had his limit and Alfred had just pushed his. His arms were wrapped around Ion's arm, clutching it tightly. That Moldovan wasn't going anywhere without the American.

...cue Alfred the prop?

[amar_dulce_vin]

Ion hid a grimace in his Mai Tai as he felt Jones slump against him heavily, almost making him lose his grip on the said drink.

He wanted to swear vividly as he felt the American's vise-like grip encircle his arm with an intense pressure, one he would be unlikely to remove without the aid of a crowbar. He smiled weakly up at Nicoleta again, apologetic.

"I think is time for us to go..."

hurrah for lateness and crappiness woohoo

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Nicoleta's eyebrow twitched but she forced a small half-smile. "Leaving so soon already? Aye, why not another drink?" She leaned against the counter in a low, beguiling tone. However, after catching a glimpse of the limp Alfred, she did feel a tiny pang of guilt. Boy, he's going to feel that in the morning.

"Tch... Alright Jones looks like shit. Take him home safely."

We can mark it closed now? :D AND THEN DO A HAPPY DANCE?

[amar_dulce_vin]

He felt a twinge of guilt at Nicoleta's expression but shoved it away swiftly. Plenty of time to play nice when he wasn't playing nursemaid for a fool who couldn't hold his liquor. He smiled again briefly, pulling himself free enough from Alfred's sleeper-hold on his arm to bend over the counter and kiss Nicoleta once on each cheek with easy familiarity.

"A fost minunat să vă văd. Voi veni vizita din nou în curând."

He fell back, prying Jones from his seat and practically shoving him out of the door to the waiting taxi and its irate driver. He spared a glance at the fallen motorcycle and made a note to return (once he'd dumped Jones off) back to the club (and again on his cousin's expense, of course) and retrieve the eyesore so that nothing seemed too far amiss when Jones woke up in the morning.

All in all, not a complete waste of a Wednesday night...

YES IT IS CLOSED NOW

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Nicoleta kept that sour expression of hers until Ion gave her a peck on the cheeks. It was extremely sudden, wherefore her cheeks became dusted with the pink shade on her pale complexion. At a state of shock, the only thing she could do was blink until he turned away.

Then, she completely melted. Nicoleta leaned towards the counter, her hands on her cheeks, smiling like the gigantic goofball she is. Further freaking everyone who knew her (or thought they did), she shook her head as she giggled to herself, "Ayaa~ He kissed me! So cute, he's so cute!" before falling back into a dreamy minute or two in reverie.

Once a customer approached (he was humbled by her eccentric behavior), he meekly asked for a drink. She slammed the counter with a sudden volt of energy and then bellowed over the Latin music, "Free drinks on the house!" Then she propped her leg on the counter and pointed at those who were looking at her, "Come get your free drinks! If anyone here pisses me off or ruins my mood, this fucking deal will be over!"