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Smiling Honey gave Charlie a nod and pointed her glass towards the other in appreciation. "So what brings you here?" Honey asked bluntly, then quickly added, " no judgment, I'm just curious." However she recovered and didn't let the other finish before deciding to tell her own story first. "I'll go first," taking a deep breath, Honey took a good gulp of her drink, and continued. "I thought I was going to be marrying the love of my life, but I don't know if I just wasn't good enough, or if he just really wasn't able to commit, the idea just sounded nice.." She stopped herself. "Sorry, this only happened a few weeks ago, which is why I came out here and the point of the question so.." she smiled and reached a hand over, touching Charlie lightly. "I'm sure your story is better." Honey caressed the others hand as she pulled hers away.

Charlie did like to make this girl feel good. “It’s my pleasure.” she smiles then also take her drink. “Cheers.” Charlie said back to her also rising her glass. “I’m Charlie.” she said looking at her with a smile on her face. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Honey.” looking back at her she knew she had to flirt with her just to see how this goes.

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"Me gorgeous? Psh, you!" Honey deflected nervously. It was so odd that Aubree had this effect on her. Honey was usually such a confident and dominant person, but somehow Aubree made her feel like she was back in high school and discovering a crush for the first time. Honey definitely didn't hate the feelings, that was for sure. While Honey would never compare Aubree to her ex, because they were complete opposites, not just the fact they didn't share the same gender anatomy (which Honey really appreciated, on so many levels) but the two did share the same fiery passion Honey and her ex had, as well as the same spark or chemistry that Honey and her ex shared. Although, Aubree fit Honey's mold of the type of person, personality wise, vibe wise, that she'd pictured herself settling down with. Aubree also treated Honey the way she'd always wanted her ex to. Of course Honey wasn't expecting a real relationship from Aubree but that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy pretending. Especially the part where she got to show Aubree off, in a respectful manner, obviously and the way people gawked at them made Honey feel proud. They were two very attractive women. She'd been the 'trophy wife' in her last relationship, the tables were turned this time and it was a bit of a thrill. Honey knew Aubree loved it too.

"Okay, so it may be a little cheesy and you'll probably think you're over dressed, don't, please, you're stunning, but I was thinking we could go on a little drive, to Orlando and have dinner at Disney, walk around a bit, enjoy the lights and things?" Honey gripped Aubree's hand as she slowly led the woman to the car, not really giving her time to answer. "After, we come back here for a little dessert." She had something special planned for that too, but it was also entirely up to interpretation as well.

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Sorry I've been MIA, had a lot of work drama going on (the downside of working with all females) and today someone (I thought I was cool with, which is why it hurts more) threatened my job on me so I'd be on their side in hating another co worker. I'm just doing my job.. anyway, I have the weekend to look forward to and you wonderful people to hang out with so I'm going to get through this day and try not to let it bother me. (Plus I'm also sick so that hasn't been helping, my brain's super fuzzy/cloudy)

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In all her time at Aftershock, which really hadn't been that long a few weeks, Honey had not found an escort she liked more than Aubree. Why? Honey was still unsure. All she knew was that she really enjoyed Aubree's company. It also helped that Aubree was of the female variety being that Honey had recently been scorned by a man. While she still found men very attractive, she intended on focusing on women during her time here. And she planned to make the most of it, give someone what she'd lacked in her former relationship. Descending the main staircase of the hotel, Honey smiled as she saw Aubree waiting for her just like she'd asked. Of course looking stunning. Honey didn't need to ask her to even try. Chills crawling up her spine at the others radiating beauty, Honey reached a hand out to the other woman, wanting to hold her hand on the short walk to the car she'd rented for the day. "Thank you for meeting me, I thought we'd go some where special, get out of the hotel for a bit." They'd definitely be coming back later for some fun, but Honey wanted to switch it up for now. Do something they'd never done.

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"actually, i can." honey smiled. honestly she knew exactly who was standing in front of her, even though the girl hadn't been at aftershock long, honey had definitely had an eye on her. "i noticed it was yours so i put it in my mail slot at the front desk." nervously, due to the fact the other was still in a, albeit lovely, revealing outfit, honey pushed a chunk of hair behind her ear. "i was going to try and catch you before your shift tomorrow if i didn't see you again tonight." that sort of sounded stalker-ish, knowing her schedule like that, but there was no merit to it. honey had just been around long enough to allow a new face to catch her eye. "i'll go grab it for you." honey offered.

“okay, so i don’t know if you can help much. but i left a makeup bag somewhere around here. and i can’t find it. and i kind of can’t leave the club till i find it since i will need it for my show tomorrow.” she said to the other person. isabella was still in her outfit from her shift that just ended and she had just finished her first night here and already felt like she was out of her element, but the money was really good, so she couldn’t turn it down. 

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honey's ears perked up at the word 'dance'. all she'd wanted to do was dance but no one had offered and anyone that was already dancing didn't tickle her lady bits. glancing quickly at the woman next to her, for added assurance that the other was attractive (yes, she could be shallow sometimes, in this case, she'd just gotten dumped), honey felt a smile tug at the corners of her lips as she was pleased to see the other was incredibly attractive. giving in, honey rose from her seat and started backing towards the dance floor. "i'd love to do both," she admitted, but firstly she wanted to dance. honey was well wasted and couldn't think of a better way to work up more of a thirst than dancing.

curling her finger in a 'come hither' motion, honey beckoned the other female to join her.

“  what do i have to do to get someone to dance with me?  ”    chin resting on her hands,  ophelia turns wide bambi eyes up to the person seated beside her.   her shoes are kicked off and lying in a heap on the floor,  empty glass in front of her.   the bar on the second floor had been a bit too quiet for her tastes tonight after a day filled with professionalism and modeling,  so she’d made a beeline for the nightclub.   already a couple drinks in but not quite drunk yet,   her lips edge upward slightly,  adopting a pleading smile.    “  wanna dance with me?   or buy me a drink?  ”

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Honey felt her cheeks flush red. "Thanks again." Then took the drink when the bartender slid her the new drink. "Cheers," Honey said and raised her glass. "I didn't get your name," Honey pointed out as she crossed one leg over the other, causing her dress to tighten across her thighs. "I'm Honey." Looking at the other, she felt herself blush more. She knew she was beautiful but it had been a while since someone had flirted with her let alone complimented her looks. It made Honey feel some type of better.

“It’s because i am flirting with you beautiful.” Charlie said to Honey looking at her with a smirk after hearing what she said to her. “Your dad his good taste in drinks i will say that much.” she said ever since she was younger drinking was a way to escape her life. “You got it babe.” she calls the bartender and ordering two rum and cokes.  

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nearly finished bloody mary in hand, expensive name brand heels clicking on the floor, socialite honey lord glides across the floor towards the exit when a voice grabs her attention. distinctively a man's, breaks through the noise, asking if she'd accompany him on the drunk train. who was she to deny, not only a few free drinks, but her immaculate presence to others that desired it. she'd had every intention of going back to her room alone, but why not drink more? her fiancé had just left her, so, even if she didn't score with this, albeit gorgeous man, he'd hopefully get her drunk enough to be satisfied with pleasuring herself. honey always preferred the real thing and tried hard to not settle for less but the way she was feeling tonight, it had to be released, somehow, one way or another.

"thanks," honey coos as she climbs the three steps, to the area where the man is perched. settling into the spot next to him, she glances his way. "two questions," honey took her drinks straw between her forefinger and thumb, "what are we drinking and what's the conversation?" she managed to ask before wrapping her tongue around the straw, pulling it into her mouth and finishing the last few gulps quickly in preparation to accept another.

richard king is man of sin, easily led by temptation, and completely unabashed in his pursuit of vice. when he wasn’t dipping his hands in the pool of crime, he plunges in to the inky waters of lust associated with aftershock. he sits like a king in his VIP booth and watches exotic dancers shed of what little they have on. a smirk spreads on his face as he knocks back another shot of whiskey. he notices someone walking by when he shouts for them, “come join me! nothing like booze and conversation to start the evening!”

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"Yeah, it's been a while having one though," he admitted. "Since way before you and I met." He added as he entered her living room. Hearing her offer he make himself comfortable he smiled and found a spot on her couch. Holy cow was it comfy. Settling in he looked up when he heard her voice closer than before. Easton gladly took the milkshake, eagerly taking a sip to give her the verdict on too sweet or just right. Closing his eyes as he released the straw, he grinned as let out an approving moan. "Perfect." He complimented her. "Thank you."

Val couldn’t help but notice his eyes immediately move towards the whipped cream. Smirking slightly, she thought about the things that could be crossing his mind and wondered if they were the same ones that often times crossed hers late at night. “Ooh, I’m glad, I wasn’t sure if milkshakes were really your thing or not.” With that she made her way towards the kitchen while still calling out to him, “Feel free to make yourself comfortable, kick off your shoes if you’d like. I’ve been doing alright, myself. Just working and whatnot.” As she heard his presence in the livingroon only a wall over, she put some whipped cream over both shakes. Making her way back with them, she holds them up and smiles a bit too dramatically. “Taa-daa. Gosh, I hope they’re not too sweet.” She says, handing one over to him.

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"Keep calling me beautiful and I might just think you're flirting with me." Honey mused as she listened to what the other was going to order. "That's my fathers favorite drink." She admitted. He let her have a sip every now and again starting when she turned sixteen. Although, Honey was good about letting it not turn into a habit and ultimately ruin her life by being an alcoholic, like her fathers father had. Forcing a smile to bring herself back to reality, she nodded and said, "I'll definitely have what you're having." Honey decided as she pushed her finished glass aside, ready to accept the new one.

“What would you like to drink beautiful?” Charlie asked she did not mind buy a drink for this girl who is really pretty she listens to what she said then gives her a smile. “After sucking down bloodys it’s time to drink something else.” she said. “I’m gonna have Rum and Coke.” she said to her.

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"Yeah, that'd be great actually." Honey replied with a smile. She was definitely not going to turn down a free drink. Especially when the person offering was good looking. "I've been sucking down bloodys for a while, time to switch it up maybe?" She asked, semi rhetorically. "What are you having?" She asked, looking back at the person who'd offered.

Charlie would look over and listen to the girl giving her a smile after hearing what she said yes this is the first time that she was in this club of course she did not know what to do but this girl did have a point. “Can i buy you a drink beautiful?” she asked her.

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Easton felt his smile returning as Val's face appeared behind the door. He took notice of the whip cream can in her hand. Terrible habit of the job, his mind wandered and he thought about the different uses for the ice cream condiment and various places the cold cream could go and be licked from. Shaking his head when he heard 'milkshakes' he was brought back to reality and his focus back on the question at hand. "Yeah, I'd love one!" He said enthusiastically. It had been a while since Easton had had a milkshake, of any flavor. Strawberry was his favorite though. Stepping inside Val's apartment, he closed the door behind himself and followed her further into the apartment. Not much had changed, he liked that. Val had always been one of his favorite people at Aftershock. "I've been doing pretty good." He answered her earlier question. He'd missed her too, more than he maybe wanted to admit, but only because he liked to think of himself as a loner. "How about you?"

’ See you in a little :) ‘ she replied. 

Valentina couldn’t remember the last time she had seen, Easton. It could have been a week, or a month – either way it had been way too long. The two had met very soon after she had been hired and the time that they did spend together was always very memorable. As she poured some strawberry milkshake into two glasses the doorbell rang. “Coming!” She called out. Immediately after turning to retrieve the whipped cream from the fridge, she quickly made her way towards the front door of her small apartment. “Well hello, stranger.” The smile on her face could reach each ear as she spoke and opened the door wide enough for him to come in. “I’ve missed you! How have you been? I just made some milkshakes if you’d like one?” 

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Honey had been at Aftershock for a few weeks now and had been eyeing up the bartender the entire time. Honey found herself spending most of her time in the club. The only time she went back to her room was if she had someone in tow. Honey had always been comfortable with her sexuality, mostly experimenting with women in college, which had been a long time ago. Since, Honey had mostly been with men and once she got into a relationship with her fiancé, Honey had sworn off another human completely. So she was finding it hard to make the first move and talk to the beauty behind the bar. Honey would order drink after drink, most she threw out because she wasn't trying to kill herself, just watching the woman glide around behind the bar with grace and ease. Smiling now, she raised her hand, to call the girl over and order another drink. She didn't even know the girls name. That's one thing she could change, it was harmless and not unusual to get someone's name. "I'll have another bloody, please?" Honey pushed her, honest, empty glass over to be refilled. "I'm sorry, I'm here all the time and I've never gotten your name." Folding her arms against the bar top she accentuated her chest, sort of unintentionally. "Sorry, I just feel it's polite to know the person's name that's making my drinks."

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Easton had just finished with a client and was about to hop in the shower when he heard his phone buzz in his safe. It was a text from Val. His face lit up. "Say less, I'm all done for the night, I have to shower quick but I'll be over." He made quick work to clean himself and get dressed so he could head over to Val's place. The two hadn't been in each other's company for a while. Work was mostly the reason but Easton was used to keeping to himself. Not that he didn't get lonely, he just wasn't always good at being a team player.

When he reached Val's place, he balled his hand into a fist and knocked on the door. Then waited for her to open it and invite him in.

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It was a little over eight o’clock when Val finally decided to get out of the bathtub. She had been laying in a bath bomb for so long her fingers had pruned up and the water that was once red had turned pink. Wrapped in a towel, she grabs her phone and makes towards her bed. All the while typing up a text message to an old friend. ’ are you busy tonight? I’ve got a bottle of wine, some popcorn, and two movie choices… please come over, like old times? ‘ After hitting send, she throws her cell phone upon the mattress and walks over to the closet.  

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Calling it a night. My eyes are starting to hurt. I will be back tomorrow and really work on things than.

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Honey had been at Aftershock for a few weeks now, just coming off, what she thought was a hot engagement. The man she had been set to marry decided he wasn't ready and wanted to see other people. Amicably, they broke up but really Honey was livid. So, she packed up and moved. She was going to take her uncles advice and check out the hotel and club. He'd been a member for years before her. Sighing as she waited by the bar for her drink, she heard the others words and smiled. "I usually start with a drink first, then I'm definitely going to sit down and watch some lovely ladies dance." Honey hadn't picked out an escort yet for the day. She wanted to relax today.

Charlie would walk into the club as she looks around yes this place was nice maybe this place his a lot to offer she thinks to herself. “Yes this club is very nice but the question is what should i do first?” she would ask the person who is next to her with a smile.