7. the bar part 2

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"who gave you that order? i'm a grown woman", i say as my words starting to slur

"understood, thank you", claudia responded after my question, trying to dismiss the bartender.

she walks off, attending to the other people around us

"who told her that? was it you?" i ask, my eyes squint at claudia as i try to sit still from swaying

"i didn't, but whoever did is right", she says, as she's holding me up so i don't lean off the stool

i take 5 gulps of my drink and i got disappointed, realizing it was less then what i had before

"she put less alcohol in here", i slurred

"good, your tapped out. now just sit back and enjoy your high girl", claudia says laughing.

"i wanna dance, get up and do something with me. who sits in a bar all day to drink? how can i even dance to jazz music", i complained

"just feel the music and let your body guide you", claudia responds as she helps me up off the stool.

my legs feel weak as i take steps closer and closer to the dance floor.. i think it's a dance floor, it's just a big space with nothing on it, like a stage it has 2 steps, with a mic in the middle of it.

claudia guides me up the steps, she holds both sides of my arms while swaying us side to side, as the music plays on the speaker.

i rest my head on her chest. i noticed my heels were off so im at my lowest height right now.

"you smell nice", i muffled. taking in her scent.

she laughs, "thanks i guess"

                               CLAUDIAS POV

promise is really drunk, i haven't seen her this drunk since her 21st birthday 2 years ago. she's a fun drunk so i don't mind it.

i scan the room and see people mingling and drinking not really paying attention to us swaying against each other on the stage, which is good. i release the tension i didn't know i was holding once i started to look around at people minding their business. but one particular person had their eyes on us, specifically at promise the whole time.. miss rose.

i can't really take out her expression, it is hard to read but it's also intimidating. i can't tell if she's pissed or if she just has a natural resting bitch face. i tense up again when our eyes met as she noticed me look at her.
i gave a small smile, she didn't smile back.. she's a tough one.

i broke eye contact and talked into promises ear so she can hear me.

"you good? i wanna take a seat im feeling a bit tense up here with just the 2 of us", i explained to her

"let's go then", promise says as she takes my hand behind hers, and leads the way

she carefully goes down the 2 steps, keeping her balance steady. 

we walk back to our stools to sit down, and i feel eyes burning on us. i'm feeling a bit creeped out, miss rose hasn't broke eye contact yet. this time her eyes were on me.

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