[open/incomplete]
Characters: Euterpe (museicalme), Apollo (doctorgodly)
Date/Time: Friday night, 03/11
Location: some random dance club
Rating: PG-13 - R
Warnings: Dancing, drinking, swearing
Summary: Terpe needs to get her groove on, like a G6...
It had been a really rough week for Euterpe, the type of week that she probably wouldn't forget anytime soon without copious amounts of alcohol. While she usually wasn't the type to go clubbing, since she was underage she hated hitting the clubs because it always seemed like everyone but her was drinking, she had a shit-ton of energy to burn and decided to take some of her friends up on going out. She put on a sexy-but-cute outfit, made sure she looked good, and ran out the door to meet her friends.
One of the perks of being in a semi-successful band was that sometimes you got recognized, which made getting in certain places easier. For reasons she couldn't fathom from looking at the guy, the doorman at the club happened to be a fan of Corporate Ninja and didn't even card her. He also didn't give her a bracelet, but she was already buzzed from earlier and was pretty sure she could find someone to buy for her if she really felt the need to booze it up. For now, once she was inside it was all about getting on the dance floor.
They were playing one of her favorite club jams, and while she wasn't exactly a skilled dancer Euterpe knew how to move her hips to the beat. In no time flat she was out in the middle of the throng shaking her ass and waving her hands with the best of them. While she had lost track of her friends within minutes she was perfectly approachable if anyone felt like making an ass of themselves with her.
Date/Time: Friday night, 03/11
Location: some random dance club
Rating: PG-13 - R
Warnings: Dancing, drinking, swearing
Summary: Terpe needs to get her groove on, like a G6...
It had been a really rough week for Euterpe, the type of week that she probably wouldn't forget anytime soon without copious amounts of alcohol. While she usually wasn't the type to go clubbing, since she was underage she hated hitting the clubs because it always seemed like everyone but her was drinking, she had a shit-ton of energy to burn and decided to take some of her friends up on going out. She put on a sexy-but-cute outfit, made sure she looked good, and ran out the door to meet her friends.
One of the perks of being in a semi-successful band was that sometimes you got recognized, which made getting in certain places easier. For reasons she couldn't fathom from looking at the guy, the doorman at the club happened to be a fan of Corporate Ninja and didn't even card her. He also didn't give her a bracelet, but she was already buzzed from earlier and was pretty sure she could find someone to buy for her if she really felt the need to booze it up. For now, once she was inside it was all about getting on the dance floor.
They were playing one of her favorite club jams, and while she wasn't exactly a skilled dancer Euterpe knew how to move her hips to the beat. In no time flat she was out in the middle of the throng shaking her ass and waving her hands with the best of them. While she had lost track of her friends within minutes she was perfectly approachable if anyone felt like making an ass of themselves with her.