"Sorry, I'm with her," I murmur very misleadingly while wrapping my arm around Clara's waist to add to the charade.
Clara laughs a little as she orders for us. The guy frowns with a slighted attitude, but he quickly finds a new prey to stalk. Sleaze.
"Here," Clara yells while handing me my drink. The other girls join us and order their own drinks while I begin guzzling mine. I don't plan on getting laid, but I definitely plan on getting drunk.
"We're going to the VIP room. It's supposed to be quieter," Clara yells. I nod appreciatively, and we start climbing the spiraled stairs to the left of us. After Clara drops her name on the clipboard-wielding bouncer that is guarding the door, we walk into a far less obnoxious room. The lessened blare of the music helps to alleviate the pressure inside my head, and the congestion is no longer an issue.
People are gathered around several monitors overhead. Some people observe the view from the large window that hangs over the dance floor. It's like two different worlds in one place. The downstairs area holds the wild, savage partiers, and the upstairs realm plays host to civility. I'm not sure which one I should be classed in, but I prefer the quieter room to the loud rage going on below. There are tables set up all around, and ours is marked with a card - "Whitman," it says proudly.
Clara orders me another dirty martini while I keep my gaze on the crazy scene below. It does look kind of fun, but I need more to drink before I dare to join the partiers.
When I look up, I see a guy in his late-teens propped against the wall and staring at one of the monitors broadcasting the news. Really? He's watching the news? And Clara thinks I don't know how to have fun.
His tall, strong body offers mystery beneath the perfectly tailored suit. One hand holds his drink, while the other hides in his pocket. Of course it is his left hand hiding, so I have no idea if he is married or not.
Perhaps he's hiding it intentionally because he's married but is keeping his options open. Oh come on Asia...he looks no older than you... Its the suit.. Creep. As long as I think he's a creep, I won't feel the need to approach him.
Considering he's a breathtaking slab of perfection, I need that creep-persona to hold me back.
Damn, he's hot.
Another drink is set in front of me as soon as I guzzle down my previous one, but my eyes stay fixated on the dark-haired masterpiece still staring at the news.
"He's hot," Clara whispers, and my drink sloshes when my startled reaction requires me to jump.
I roll my eyes, and she giggles a little at my reflexively clumsy action. "He's not my type," I lie, letting my eyes point to the hidden left hand. A waitress comes over and hands him a paper and pen. His left hand emerges from its hiding spot to sign the paper for her, and Clara smiles deviously. There's no wedding band. Off course he wasn't married. Its the drinks playing tricks with me. So much for that barring me from doing something foolish. I haven't had a problem denying all temptations for almost a year, but here I am crumbling for an absolute stranger.
"There's no way he's single. He's way too hot, and it's pretty obvious he's got money," I rattle off nervously. "There's only one way to know for sure." The waitress rests my fourth glass in front of me, and I almost inhale it in order to steady my trembling hands with liquid courage. Clara laughs as she motions for another. Moments later, I finally find the courage I've been drinking for. Clara whispers in my ear,
"It's now or never, Alexius." I smile a little as I try to dive into the false persona she has instructed me to take on. When I stand up, she grips her hands in front of her nervously, and I try to steady my sloshing nerves by taking a deep breath - even though it doesn't work at all.
What am I doing? Oh this sucks.
Character Polaroid: Clara Whitman (the way she likes it)Played by: Scarlett Johansson
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