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[KACIA MARKOVICA XX]

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It had been just after five when Kacia had got home, and on her answering machine had been a message from her mother to phone her back, she hadn't done so straight away, she had gone and got into the shower as she had decided she had stung too badly of horses and the stable and she needed to get it off of her, so a shower and a whole body was had been needed. So while she had her hair in a towel and a towel around her body she sat at the phone and dialed her mother to see what the news was that she had for her.



As it turned out, her and her father was divorcing. What a lovely thing to phone and tell your daughter. Of course it had been a long time coming, but it was still quite a shock to the system, and a very emotional one at that. Her mother had been adiment that she was not to return home and was to continue at west river, she had listened to her, but not entirely. After been off the phone withtin minutes she decided that she was going to get a drink and drink the problem away. So withtin the hour she was ready, dressed in footless tights, with a denim skirt, some sensible fancy shoes and a blue top which was very fancily dressed. Then with make-up covering her face and giving her a few years to her look she curled her hair, added the accessories and headed out.



It was about nine when she got to the club after taking a detour to walk and get some money and then arriving and having to cue to enter. Once inside though, she made a beeline to the bar where many large backs blocked her from the service she currently really craved. So she pushed through the large bodies and finally got to the bar, squashed between many other people, she ignored the music and the people around her. She waited to be served as she withdrew some money and she tapped her fingers on the bar. With a few drinks down her it would get easier and easier to forget altogether, and hopefully she'd get home and tomorow never remember it, it would take away a lot of the pain.


"Three red shots please."

[/color] She ordered, yes they were shots, yes they were strong and they tasted just like anaceed. Within seconds they were paid for and she drank them, one after the other before the burning sensation set in and she walked along the bar to find a stool to sit down on. The music was loud, the people were louder, usually she'd really enjoy this atmospehere, but tonight she was here to get drunk, and that was it. Running a hand along her necklace which ran down to her cleveage she sat down upon a stool which a man rose from and offered it to her.


It must have been a minute or two later and she was approached by a bar tender, why not order another dirnk? But this time let it last. "Double vodka and coke please, no ice."[/color] She said as she gave him the money and recieved the change. Yes, one very pretty girl was going to be in a great mess very soon. Vodka and shots mixed well if you had one goal - to get drunk, very drunk. That she would do, and so far it seemed, alone.



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[TERRANCE D'AMICO xx]

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xx Yes, there is more to Terrance's life than horses and Wild River Academy. He had his close friends who he hung out with at Phsyce every Friday night, and if they had the time, even on other nights of the week. Terrance looked at his watch as he was tossing the last bag of feed into the storage room of the barn. It was time he headed to his house, got cleaned up and met his guys at the club. He turned off the lights in the barn, leaving one on just incase someone came in for a late evening ride. "C'mon Gabe, I'm leaving."

[/color] Terrance called to the Shetland Sheepdog, as he grabbed his keys and lookd the door to his office. Together the two left the barn, and walked towards the truck. It was a bit of a distance to walk to the house from the main barn, so taking the truck made it a lot easier. Gabe hopped in the back, and the truck rolled quickly out of its spot beneath a large oak tree.

Once they arrived at the house, Terrance wasted no time. He knew his guys were impatient and hated to wait for Terrance because of his high-demand lifestyle. Terrance showered and changed into a pair of beige Ralph Lauren pants, and a dark blue collared t-shirt by the same brand. He applied some cologne, which had been a present from his cousin last Christmas. He'd forgotten about it, and found it the other day when he'd been going through his closet. He usually didn't bother with cologne, you don't really need it when you're at the barn all day. But he did wear it when he went out. Gabe watched as Terrance rushed to the door, his eyes wide, whimpering as the door shut on his face, only wishing he could jump in the back of the truck once again.

xx Thankfully, Terrance knew a back route to the club which avoided all the Friday night traffic. He flipped open his cell phone and eyed it carefully, happy to see none of his friends had called and bothered him to hurry up. He only wished they could sometimes work as much as he did and have all the time in the world to go to every social event in the country of Australia. Finally, Terrance reached the parking lot of Physce, and pulled in. He wasn't going to bother finding a spot to park. He parked it in front of the club, pulled out a 20 from his wallet, and handed it to the valet. The bouncers at the door nodded to Terrance as he flashed them his ID, and he carried on his way into the club where he could already hear the blasting music. Pushing throw the crowds, he heard his name shouted over the music. He looked towards the bar, and spotted Tanner, the closest of his friends. He held a beer in his hand and wore a drunken smile on his face. Good God, they'd only been here for about an hour and were already drunk? Oh well, they were quite an amusing bunch. He greeted Tanner and his other two friends with those hugs guys gave eachother with one hand and a pat on the back. They had ordered him a shot of whiskey, since they'd already finished their own. He downed it and took a seat beside Tanner, and began talking about whatever it was Tanner was babbling on about. It was about some girl, more than likely.

xx The night went on, the club filling up with more and more people. Terrance's friends kept ordering more and more beer, but Terrance kept it slow for now. He turned his head away from his guys for a minute and looked about the club. Down the bar a bit, he spotted a familiar face. She was blonde, tanned skin, and slender. Kacia, no doubt. The newest addition of employees to his barn. He told his friends he'd be right back. They probably didn't even hear what he said but they all nodded and continued talking. Terrance took a seat be side Kacia, turning himself to face her completly, with his side resting agaisnt the bar counter. "Hitting those drinks a little heavy, aren't ya'?"[/color] Terrance spoke clearly over the music, but perhaps his accent making it a bit hard to understand, if you hadn't been here long. He gave her a charming smile, and waved the bartender down, ordering another beer for himself.[/blockquote][/size]

[KACIA MARKOVICA XX]

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The bartender took the money which she had given him and he returned with her change and her drink, which looked much more appealing than the rest of the money he was handing back to her. Green eyes jumped to it and she took it and placed it in the small clutch bag she had brought along with her and then straight away her hand went for the drinl, hopefully she wasn't coming across as depressed, hell she wouldn't mind a bit of no strings fun tonight to get her mind right off the news her mother had sprung on her.


The music in the club seemed to be getting loud, or Kacai was probably getting used to been sat alone and not speaking. As she brought the drink up to her lips she took another big gulp of it and then she ran her fingers through her hair, spacing it out gently, her fingers acting like the tooths on a comb before she laid it down at the other side of her drink and her beautiful hgreen eyes fell to her drink and she looked into it, she could have sworn her head had just spun. She was just hoping the shots would sink in, once they would she'd be more than tipsy and she'd certainly no longer have a care in the world.


The club was flitering people in and out, she sat there drinking her drink, some men came towards her but she turned her shoulder towards them and they quickly took the hint and moved off back to where they had come from. Maybe she just wasn't drunk enough yet, otherwise she was sure she would have accepted the hit they gave her. Lets make that clear, hit as in moves, not hit as in drugs. No she wasn't nothing like that. To be truthful sleeping with some random dude was not her style, she was far from being a slut and she usually got to know someone before she had any type of sexual intercourse but tonight was different, for some reason.


Then though, as she wasn't paying attention she felt someone's body at the side of her, and her neck quicly turned and she looked to him and se noticed straight away who it was. A smile krept to her lips and she looked down to her drink as he mentioned her dirnking style, he must have seen her come in. "Well i have good reason to."

[/color] She told him as she picked up her drink and she drank some more of it, rubbing her lips together afterwards and she smiled to him, looking from the direction he came in and then back to him. "What you doing here? You meeting someone?"[/color] It was the obvious.



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