YANVIC, mae kayden

[leahismagic]

TWENTY ONE. JUNIOR IN COLLEGE. STRAIGHT. BLUNT. JENNIE JUNE.
( KAYDEN MAE YANVIC )

I SEE YOUR EYES, YOU'RE BARELY SOBER.
I HEAR YOUR VOICE, YOU'RE CALLING OUT FROM ME TO YOU.
the character

kiss mah sass.

SO SAY THAT YOU JUST WANT TO RUN AWAY.
AND REPLAY ALL THE THINGS THAT I TRIED TO SAY.
behind the character

hey bitches, it's leah and i've been pimpin' these hoes for about three almost four years.. i know right, it's great isn't it? need to get a hold of me? hit me up by PM for contact info.. i'm also in the -7 GMT time zone just so you know. don't need to be telling you people twice. also meet the rest of my lovely babies, none yet.!

Mia felt like she was in work clothing, her short blue mini skirt squeeze her hips and the thigh high boots screamed for attention. The brunette’s top consisted of very little cloth, a black push up bra clung to her chest and a leather jacket hugged her shoulders together. She of course got looks when she pulled into the local club’s parking lot as she walked gracefully to the main entrance, she smiled at the bouncers and in she went. Mia instantly found herself at the bar ordering a rum and coke with a twist. Her favorite drink out there, she scanned the place for some local fun to toy with. It was her night off and she wasn’t not going to stay home and not have fun for herself. So she sat at a bar looking for a boys mind to play with. One guy caught her eye first; he was sitting alone drinking whatever it is he was drinking. Mia glanced around and then snatched up her drink and drank almost half of it. She stood up quickly and walked over to the guy, her long hair twisted into ringlets at the ends while they swayed against her bare skin. “Hello.” She smiled and sat down in the empty barstool beside him.

Mia drank the last sip of her drink and looked at the bartender for more, since she was well known at this bar she didn’t need to flash her ID at anyone, which was nice since she had no pockets and fitting it in her bra wasn’t an option in this outfit. Spence glanced sideways at the girl that sat down next to him, "Hey." Mia smiled at him again and then took a sip of her drink and picked at the lime that hung on the corner. “Whatcha drinking there?” She quizzed him, yanno, even if he didn’t talk much that really wasn’t what Mia was in the mood for anyway. She wanted what she wanted, none of this beating around the bush stuff. Which was perfectly fine by almost every guy she had met in a bar before.

The girl sat and twisted her hair between her thumb and index finger, her gaze connected with the guy in front of her. She was dressed obviously pretty damn slutty and his gaze tended to stay up right where his eyes should be, a respectable guy she figured. Spencer downed the last of his drink, "alcohol," he answered, "Not enough of it yet. I can still feel my face." Mia grinned at his response, “Ah.” She said, she knew exactly what he was talking about. “I think it’s more a matter of feeling your face and realizing what’s going on around you starts to slow too.” She nodded once, taking a sip of her own drink. “I’m Mia.” She said, her hands wrapped around the ice-cold beverage in front of her.

"Buzz and bullshit all around," he muttered as he glanced around at the mess of people in the bar. Yep, everything was still 'normal'. "Spence," he finally answered as he looked back at her. Mia shrugged her shoulders and pulled at her leather jacket which decided to stick to her skin, joy. But she let out a long breath of air, “Well let me know when your face starts to go.” She leaned an arm on the bar and glanced around the room, people were dancing and having a merry time which was no surprise but it was still early and the night was young, so there she sat in front of her new acquaintance, “So, Spence, what’re you doing here this fine night? Just a drink I’m guessing. Am I right?” She said lifting her own drink to her lips and letting an ice cube slid into her mouth. The faint taste of coke melted off of it and now it was watered down rum. "I ran out of alcohol at home and the liquor store is too far away." Mia nodded, she knew how that was but for some reason she only ever drank at home when her roommate, Kyle wasn’t around since bad things could come of that. Living with your ex-boyfriend would do that. So she came out for a drink or went to a friend’s house or would just steal a shot or two from work. “Ah, well that’s to be expected than, showing up at a bar.”