Daddy Damon (Gorillaz)

Part 1

I look out towards the stage, littered with sweaty towels and bottles of water. Crowds of young adults similar to my age and families all different ages panted as they calmed themselves down from the abusive singing they had done to their lungs. Slowly the crowd behind me started to spread out and walk towards the exit. I followed them slowly as I was in no rush to get anywhere.

I look at the time on my phone. It was barely half 10. I shrugged it off and headed towards my hotel. My hotel wasn't far from the arena.

You see I'm a huge fan of Gorillaz so I decided to get a hotel room to get there early for front row. I didn't really know anyone else that wanted to go with me so I'm just by myself in London, a little older than 22. Doesn't bother me too much, I've been doing the same thing since I turned 18.

As I walk up to my hotel the time creeps onto 10:30 giving me about an hour to get ready. Since I was in London I wanted to make the most of my visit, I was planning to go to a bar tonight, maybe socialize a bit considering the only human attention I got today was being asked to not run by the security guards. I get into my hotel room and immediately turn to the bathroom to run the shower. I drop my bag and clothes onto the bathroom floor and step into the shower rinsing the sweat and beer out.

When I get out I quickly throw the towel round my hair and wipe the excess makeup off my face. There and then, with only a towel round me I put on a new face of makeup, before pulling the towel off my head to air dry. I then go to my suitcase and pull out a black skin tight dress and some black boot heels. I was now ready.

I put on my over sized denim jacket and sling my bag over my shoulder before grabbing my keys and heading out the door.

When i had arrived at the bar I was greeted by the sweet scent of alcohol. It sent shivers up my spine filling me up with excitement. I slide through the crowds and head straight towards the bar. The bar was very crowded and it took me a while to actually get to the front, but once I had got there I ordered a tequila shot that I had at the bar and a cocktail they call a "Screaming Orgasm". Strong, but I drank it all regardless.

It was after an hour or so I started to feel the effects of the alcohol. I'm definitely not a lightweight so I had drank a lot by now. I look around the colourful bar watching all the different characters of people yell and dance around to music. I had by now watched people come and go. Going on to 12 I notice a new group of people stumble in, they looked much older than me and completely hammered. The bar was a little cleared so I get up from my seat to go inspect the new crowd. I stand besides them next to the bar.

"What would you guys like?" The bartender asks them. I sit down on the bar stool side eyeing the man next to me. Since my vision was blurry it wasn't clear to me what he looked like, but he was definitely looking in my direction too. I see a little smirk creep up on his lips before he turns to speak up to the bartender.

"Shots of tequila all round, love." I look at him and almost instantly he looks at me too. I awkwardly blush. "Think you can handle tequila?" He asks me. I smile at him.

"Huh?" I laugh.

"I mean- I'm asking." He pats my shoulder. "I'm just playing. "The bartender pours the shots out and the man passes one to me before clinking glasses with me. We both pour the liquid down our throats, he bites down into a lime as he slams his glass down. I put mine down completely untouched by the strong taste. He spits the lime down and looks at me a little shocked. He then chuckles.

"No lime?" I smile and shake my head. He laughs. "Fuck me, hey miss!" The bartender turns to us raising her eyebrows. "Another four shots please!" I laugh.

"You don't have to buy me shots." I smile. He turns his body towards me leaning against the bar.  He gave me a little smirk.

"Well I'd like to,"