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They all stood outside the club in their masks and costumes they'd found backstage and in the other dressing rooms. Luckily it was a masquerade bar, otherwise they'd look rediculous.
Jon was a pimp. He wore black pants with a purple and black zebra print jacket with matching hat.
Spencer was done up like Elvis. The guys found this hilarious, as did Evelyn.
Ryan was dressed up as Austin Powers - a rather skinny version of him anyway.
Brendon donned a Zorro costume, complete with mask, hat and fake sword.
Evelyn didn't say anything,but she found Brendon quite attractive in the costume.
She blushed whenever the thought passed through her mind.
Evelyn dressed up as Marilyn Munroe in her classic white dress and blonde wig.
She donned it just to get in on the fun.
And blondes do have more fun.
So there they stood, all dressed up and a little nervous.
Hopefully the bouncer who checked their ID didn't give anything away!
They all flashed their ID's, showing glimpses of faces. The bouncer nodded at them all, giving
Evelyn a wink as she passed by. Evelyn ignored it, and walked between Brendon and Jon.
The club was bouncing. People lined the bar, the walls and swarmed the dancefloor.
Evelyn felt a jolt go through her. She loved the nightlife. She didn't drink alot of alcohol,
but she loved dancing, and chatting to people, and just had a great time in general.
Tonight was going to be awesome!
Evelyn headed straight for the dancefloor, while the guys bought drinks and found a table.
Guilty Pleasure came on, and Evelyn grinned. She liked this song, although she never
said it out loud.
She found a good spot near the DJ, and began to sway. She gazed across at the boys, sitting around the table sipping their drinks and chatting. Only Brendon was watching her.
She gestured that he should come dance, and he shook his head quickly, holding up her drink.
'...And I came here to make you dance tonight
I don't care about my guilty pleasure for you.
And I don't even know
what kinda fool you're taking me for....'
She mouthed the lyrics to him, and he grinned back. She blushed and turned away, getting absorbed in the song as she danced.
The song finished and she headed back up to the boys and grabbed her drink.
She sculled it down, slamming the glass on the coaster. They gaped at her.
"What?"
"That was a triple-shot Wild Turkey and coke. That's meant to knock you on your ass." Jon raised
an eyebrow.
"You forget I'm an Aussie. Drinking hard piss is what we do." She slid into her seat, adjusting her wig.
Evelyn grinned, feeling her blood warm up. That's all the alcohol she'll have for a while.
Everything in moderation, as they say.
Jon was a pimp. He wore black pants with a purple and black zebra print jacket with matching hat.
Spencer was done up like Elvis. The guys found this hilarious, as did Evelyn.
Ryan was dressed up as Austin Powers - a rather skinny version of him anyway.
Brendon donned a Zorro costume, complete with mask, hat and fake sword.
Evelyn didn't say anything,but she found Brendon quite attractive in the costume.
She blushed whenever the thought passed through her mind.
Evelyn dressed up as Marilyn Munroe in her classic white dress and blonde wig.
She donned it just to get in on the fun.
And blondes do have more fun.
So there they stood, all dressed up and a little nervous.
Hopefully the bouncer who checked their ID didn't give anything away!
They all flashed their ID's, showing glimpses of faces. The bouncer nodded at them all, giving
Evelyn a wink as she passed by. Evelyn ignored it, and walked between Brendon and Jon.
The club was bouncing. People lined the bar, the walls and swarmed the dancefloor.
Evelyn felt a jolt go through her. She loved the nightlife. She didn't drink alot of alcohol,
but she loved dancing, and chatting to people, and just had a great time in general.
Tonight was going to be awesome!
Evelyn headed straight for the dancefloor, while the guys bought drinks and found a table.
Guilty Pleasure came on, and Evelyn grinned. She liked this song, although she never
said it out loud.
She found a good spot near the DJ, and began to sway. She gazed across at the boys, sitting around the table sipping their drinks and chatting. Only Brendon was watching her.
She gestured that he should come dance, and he shook his head quickly, holding up her drink.
'...And I came here to make you dance tonight
I don't care about my guilty pleasure for you.
And I don't even know
what kinda fool you're taking me for....'
She mouthed the lyrics to him, and he grinned back. She blushed and turned away, getting absorbed in the song as she danced.
The song finished and she headed back up to the boys and grabbed her drink.
She sculled it down, slamming the glass on the coaster. They gaped at her.
"What?"
"That was a triple-shot Wild Turkey and coke. That's meant to knock you on your ass." Jon raised
an eyebrow.
"You forget I'm an Aussie. Drinking hard piss is what we do." She slid into her seat, adjusting her wig.
Evelyn grinned, feeling her blood warm up. That's all the alcohol she'll have for a while.
Everything in moderation, as they say.
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