The Devil In A Suit

Chapter one

Dove Cameron aka Michelle.

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  The sun was shining blindly above our heads as we stopped in a very not nice looking street, everyone seemed to involved in their business to even notice three people walking in the bar. It was filthy to say the least, drunk old men that cheered when we walked in, tables that were barely standing up and the smell of cheap alcohol that stinked the whole place.

I got close enough to Michelle to whisper, "Remind me again why I agreed to come here." She just ignored me and went to the counter with Nic walking behind her, rolling my eyes I decided to join the two of them. My makeup was looking so pastel and good today, it's such a shame I am wasting my time here, Michelle will certainly pay for this.

The bartender was an old woman who seemed to be missing a couple of teeth and she smiled when she saw us, there was no kindness in that smile whatsoever. "What're ye young ones doin' here?" She spoke looking mostly at me.

Nic decided to speak, not really paying attention the the woman but mostly to the alcohol cabinet, what he saw that looked good there was beyond my comprehension. "Here to buy a few fish and chips, Martha." The woman, Martha, immediately after hearing that sentence seemed to understand and let us pass, opening a door in the liquor cabinet, I seriously hoped that it looked better behind that door.

While Nick and Michelle quickly entered the room I took a few seconds to breathe before finally following them in. "Ye are too pretty to be fro 'ere. Careful what ye see down there." With that Martha closed the door behind me and I was met with the wonderful smell of pot, drugs and sweaty men. Note the evident sarcasm in that particular sentence. There were different store surrounding the place, all name less, I suppose they did not really need names, people knew what was down here. I stayed attached to Michelle and Nic hoping that I would not get lost in this mess of a place.

Michelle didn't seem to mind the place as much as I did, my poor Jimmy Choo were probably crying right now, how was I going to wear them after this, the fate is so cruel with me. "Michelle, how long are we going to be here for, and after this I want to go directly to buy some new pair of shoes and relax." I kept thinking of different thing I was going to buy so I wouldn't have to think about this disgusting place.

"Okay, fine, dinner is on me, act cool for now." Doing a little victory dance I follower her and Nic, who didn't seem to speak at all into a very small shop in the corner, it seemed very small for a lot of people to go in.

"I'll be waiting here outside, just finish quickly, you know about my claustrophobia." Michelle turned to look and me and simply nodded then went inside with Nic.

Right next to the shop was a alley so I went in there, trying to avoid all of these people, a nice enough bar was there, deciding it would do me no harm to go inside I decided against my better judgement and went inside the empty bar. To be honest, the drinks here looked extremely expensive, all of the wines, champagnes, I might even do a little shopping. "What're yer name girlie?" An old man came up to me, he looked, better groomed, at least compared to that witch I saw before coming here.

"Can I taste any of these drinks before buying them?" The man slowly nodded a brought a tiny plastic cup to me. I went over to the hundreds of different bottles and tried most of them, oh god these were so good. All this disgusting place was worth it if only just for this store.

I never was lightweight so all of these get me very drunk, only slightly, mostly buzzed. "Hmm... Give me like five bottles of your best wines and can I pay with a credit card?" The man looked at me as if I'd grown third head.