When evening approached the quiet town, a lively night club was beginning to come alive with popular club music. A few early birds liter around the dance floor with beer and colorful drinks in hand. The club was a fairly popular underground spot for the people living on the outskirt of society. Each night have a particular theme. Teen night, Drag night, and 90's night; Tonight however was Rave night. The playlist for tonight was remixes of popular pop songs with the rare dubsteps.
Leaning against the bar counter chatting to a tall brunet with green eyes was a man named Pietro Obsidian. A name and face like that, you can bet he is very well-known around town. He lived in the supposed haunted mansion in the forest or maybe he was a monster …show more content…
Pietro isn't fond of coffee, but he does like teas and sweets. Waltzing inside, he approached the Batista and produce his trademark smile. [b][color=slateblue]“Good evening, you don't see many cafe places open so late.”[/color][/b] Pietro spoke and smile as a light blush began to form on the young woman cheeks. He waited for her to began her spiel and spoke about specials and what was new. [b][color=slateblue]“Haha, yeah I don't know much about the menu. So, just two earl-gray with one of every pastry. Except the bagel. Gross, right?”[/color][/b] Pietro chuckle as he pull out his wallet. It cost a total of forty-nine dollars and eighty-seven cent, Pietro paid with a fifty and later tip her five …show more content…
A college man hunch over a laptop with a large cup of coffee steaming next to him. Two lovely ladies were in a middle of a conversation at a table, one looking a bit older then the other. Sensing a prank in mind, Pietro waited till he have his bag of bake good and a cup holder for his two teas as he approached the two young ladies. As he was about to introduce himself and suggest them to spend the rest of the evening at the Playroom. He heard them talking about a house in the woods. The pure irony of the situation was not lost on him and he had to stop himself from randomly laughing out loud.
[b][color=slateblue]“Konbanwa, ladies.”[/color][/b] Pietro introduce. [b][color=slateblue]“My name is Pietro Obsidian and I just so happen to overhear you talking about my home.”[/color][/b] Pietro spoke with a Cheshire grin. [b][color=slateblue]“My family own those woods and we are the only family who live there.”[/color][/b] Without being asked, he pull a chair and sat down. [b][color=slateblue]“So ask a real life vampire anything! Don't be shy ...er... what was your two name again?”[/color][/b] Pietro asked, realizing he never ask their name from the
Leaning against the bar counter chatting to a tall brunet with green eyes was a man named Pietro Obsidian. A name and face like that, you can bet he is very well-known around town. He lived in the supposed haunted mansion in the forest or maybe he was a monster …show more content…
Pietro isn't fond of coffee, but he does like teas and sweets. Waltzing inside, he approached the Batista and produce his trademark smile. [b][color=slateblue]“Good evening, you don't see many cafe places open so late.”[/color][/b] Pietro spoke and smile as a light blush began to form on the young woman cheeks. He waited for her to began her spiel and spoke about specials and what was new. [b][color=slateblue]“Haha, yeah I don't know much about the menu. So, just two earl-gray with one of every pastry. Except the bagel. Gross, right?”[/color][/b] Pietro chuckle as he pull out his wallet. It cost a total of forty-nine dollars and eighty-seven cent, Pietro paid with a fifty and later tip her five …show more content…
A college man hunch over a laptop with a large cup of coffee steaming next to him. Two lovely ladies were in a middle of a conversation at a table, one looking a bit older then the other. Sensing a prank in mind, Pietro waited till he have his bag of bake good and a cup holder for his two teas as he approached the two young ladies. As he was about to introduce himself and suggest them to spend the rest of the evening at the Playroom. He heard them talking about a house in the woods. The pure irony of the situation was not lost on him and he had to stop himself from randomly laughing out loud.
[b][color=slateblue]“Konbanwa, ladies.”[/color][/b] Pietro introduce. [b][color=slateblue]“My name is Pietro Obsidian and I just so happen to overhear you talking about my home.”[/color][/b] Pietro spoke with a Cheshire grin. [b][color=slateblue]“My family own those woods and we are the only family who live there.”[/color][/b] Without being asked, he pull a chair and sat down. [b][color=slateblue]“So ask a real life vampire anything! Don't be shy ...er... what was your two name again?”[/color][/b] Pietro asked, realizing he never ask their name from the