Intimate Encounters Ch. 01

It's been a long night, the stench of beer, sweat and merriment conquers the atmosphere. Avalanches of white foam cascade down onto the dance floor creating a blanket of glistening white amongst the rabble of the dancers. Traith keeps himself secluded from the proverbial herd, preferring his position propped up against the corner of the Sea gate bar. His spot, the place he marks his targets. Situated at the top of the stairs leading from the dance floor, It provides him a keen overhead view of the crowd. It has additional benefits of course as his drinks come with the steady fluidity that comes when you have the 3 bar workers on a first name basis. 1 of which, the 5ft 2 bombshell blonde jennifer slightly more (Well if fucking her up against a stall in 3 of the 4 bathrooms counts as more).

Traith checks his watch 01:20 flashes in a vibrant green. It's time. He casts a sweeping gaze over the dance floor and finds himself devoid of suitable targets for the first time in nearly 3 weeks. He sighs frustratingly and takes another shot of jack daniels back with practiced ease. Returning to order another refill he spies her. 5 ft 6, blue eyes, brunette hair cut with a fringe that near enough covers her right eye stood in the exact same spot albeit the opposite side of the bar.

"Hey Tony" he slaps his hand on the bar and a middle aged man with a deep cut scar answers him promptly.

"Whats her story?" he asks tilting his head towards his new found interest.

"Not sure Traith, ain't seen her around here much. Shes a number alright though aint she?"

Traith thinks for a moment.

"Whats she drinking?"

"Double Vodka