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Date Posted: 09:25:00 03/18/05 Fri
Author: Mariah
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You were lazy about it, you made me wait around
I was so crazy about you, I didn't mind

As she wiped down the back counter of the bar slowly, she was silently pondering the wonders of Spring Break - to her, all it meant was more time to work, and more work to be done. The kids were out in full force, and though she was one of four 'tenders on that night - double the usual on an average Friday or Saturday - she was only now enjoying her first breather. Sure, it was fun - the energy was unbelievable, and it was undeniable that everyone was having a great time - but this was her third night on in a row, and she was a little tired, and definitely had had no time of her own to enjoy the break from classes. Duty called though - well, her uncle Luke called, more specifically... Smiling, she waved a hand dismissively to one of the guys she was working beside - he was dying for a smoke, she knew, and there seemed to be a bit of a lull in the activity. If he didn't go now, he probably wouldn't get a chance for a while longer. Watching for a moment as the relieved guy slipped off, she then turned her gaze slowly to scan the crowds - the place was packed, undoubtably close to capacity, but she couldn't see anyone she recognized, save for the occasional glimpse of a waitress, and she couldn't help but wonder where her fianc� was hiding that night. Fine lips pursing in absent thought, she was soon snapped out of her reverie by a request for a beer, and obliged the polite patron with only a smile and a couple murmured words, before settling to lean against the counter behind her, arms crossed under her chest. Despite the cool night outside, it was toasty in there, and she was more than warm enough in the sleeveless black top - tied halter style at her nape, a plunging cowl neckline, the fit pure perfection. Her dark waves twisted back half-heartedly into a tie - the 'do created hastily when she she was in the middle of mixing drinks and couldn't stand the long strands in her face - she was pushing the dress code that night by wearing jeans, but there was no denying that she looked flawless, and no one had complained, and besides... She was special.

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