Let Me Entertain You, Tag: Eden

LET ME ENTERTAIN YOUYOU'RE MY ROCK OF EMPATHY, MY DEAR.Big whoop, a storm hit Ocean Coast. So fucking what? Terrance really couldn't give two shits about the storm that had passed through. Okay, that was a lie. That was the worst storm he'd ever experienced and he'd been hiding in his bathtub with a mattress over him, along with a duvet, screaming like a girl every time the rain slammed against his window and the wind howled. Yup, there was a lot of screaming.Once the storm was over and his maid, Edna returned, he climbed out of the bath looking like he'd been to hell and back, which she found highly amusing. Not only that, he'd lost his voice from too much high pitched screaming. After shooing Edna away while she was laughing he wandered off to sort himself out. After a shower and drinking almost a whole bottle of tixylix throat medicine for kids (what? it tastes good! Mmm, strawberry), he made his way to a bar that was actually open.Wandering inside, Terrance ordered himself a glass of the three wise men. If anyone was going to sort his fucking throat out, it was going to be them. Tag: Eden/Krystal Notes: :DD coded by RESCUE RANGER ! of ATF

but the queen has been overthrownthe storm had been awesome. it was probably the best thing that had happened in ocean coast since eden had arrived. partying in the dark was much more exciting than just going to a club or bar to do so. she wasn't afraid of storms or the dark, as she had pretty thick skin and it took a lot for her to feel scared. besides, it wasn't as if the storm would stop just because no one was enjoying it or was too scared to do anything, so it was stupid to waste the opportunity and just sit in a corner crying. some people were such fucking pussies. eden was glad she wasn't one of them. the only downside of the storm was that the whole town looked like a shit tip now. you could hardly go anywhere without seeing people cleaning things up and bordering places up. that was the annoying part. how was she supposed to sun bathe or go shopping now?even though some places were closed because of the wreckage, eden could always count on the bars and club to remain open. thank god! what would she do without the local bars? well for starters, she wouldn't have her local fix of alcohol, and she wasn't sure if she could function without it. hopefully there wouldn't be a bunch of sweaty fat guys complaining about how'd they'd missed the soccer game there. she wasn't in the mood to deal with that. still, those sweaty fat guys had to be better than some of the douche bags she'd slept with, but eden wasn't lowering her standards that low. hell no.after finding a bar that was open after searching around town for a while, eden walked inside and looked around. god, the atmosphere was bleak. everyone seemed so miserable thanks to the storm. it wasn't as if nine eleven had happened again - then people would have a reason to complain and cry. but a storm? a storm was nothing. if anything, it was probably good that some rain had finally hit ocean coast. noticing a familiar face at the bar, eden sat down next to him on one of the stools and ordered a cherry martini. "terrance spencer, fancy seeing you here. you actually look to be the least miserable person in a room for once," she joked.

LET ME ENTERTAIN YOUYOU'RE MY ROCK OF EMPATHY, MY DEAR.This storm had really done a number on Ocean Coast. Everyones mood was so fucking depressing and it really knocked him off course. The storm had managed to piss everyone off in a matter of days and he'd pissed four people off in two weeks. Fuck, he was beaten at his own game by mother nature. Stupid whore. What kind of a mother was she anyway? She ruined peoples lives, made them all fucking depressed and kept all the whores away from the bars. Typical fucking mothers, always ruining everyones fun.Looking over his shoulder when he heard the door open he saw Eden Thorne. Just what he fucking needed, some young brunette who thought she was better than everyone else. Usually he'd get along with someone like Eden but he wasn't feeling his normal self, he had a sore throat from screaming like a girl and he knew that Miss Thorne would take the piss out of him, he just knew it. She was a thorn in everyones backside.Turning back to look at the bar so she couldn't see him looking, Terrance downed his drink and looked across at Eden with a grin. "Makes a fucking change, did someone die or something? They all look so fucking pathetic" he said with a gruff voice. "Let me guess, you're here because you're fed up with all the do-gooders outside cleaning up the mess that, that bitch mother nature left behind" he said before he indicated to the barman to give him another "...and whatever she's having" he nodded to Eden. "Someone must have pissed off that whore, that or mother nature was PMSing" he smirked.Tag: Eden/Krystal Notes: :DD coded by RESCUE RANGER ! of ATF

but the queen has been overthrownthe downside to this storm would be finding work. she needed to find something soon, whether it be print or a commercial - anything. she didn't even care anymore. heck, she'd probably even do playboy if she had to, although that was unlikely considering she didn't own a pair of fake boobs or ugly yellow hair. if the town didn't take ages to be cleared up, she'd be okay. any bet they would drag this out though. news companies always did that, in order to get sympathy and donations from viewers. instead of reporting on it constantly for months, you'd think the reporters would get off their fucking asses and do something themselves. that'd be a hell of a lot more useful than making the same news report over and over about a tragedy people had already heard of."fuck knows. you'd think they'd get up and do something instead of feeling sorry for themselves. their house is still gonna be wrecked if they just sit there fucking crying about it," eden stated, rolling her eyes. she didn't understand why the people of ocean coast were so miserable right now. a miracle wasn't going to fix their problems - they had to get up and sort them out themselves. whatever. if they wanted to sit around instead of sorting things out, then she'd gladly leave them too it. there was no way eden was going to feel sorry for them or offer to help a bunch of people sort out their homes and replace their belongings. not unless there was something in it for her, like good publicity and more modelling jobs. she wasn't some fucking good samaritan here to help the people - she just wanted to have a good time in ocean coast without having to worry about other people's shit. "yeah, it's fucking depressing. people need to lighten up and embrace it. the storm was epic! makes a change from the usual summer sun and it was getting pretty boring around here, so at least this spiced things up," eden replied, taking a sip of her martini. "so how come you're not helping out? i'm not because i'm too fucking lazy and there's nothing in it for me." she shrugged, not feeling much remorse. hey, she was going to the charity gala, so at least that counted for something, right? that was actually beneficial to her, since there would be free alcohol and food - two of eden's favourite things. plus it meant she could dress up and hopefully get her picture in a magazine.

LET ME ENTERTAIN YOUYOU'RE MY ROCK OF EMPATHY, MY DEAR.Even though Terrance was generally in a bad way he did actually appreciate Eden's company. She was like him in a way. They didn't give two fucks about anything unless it directly effected them. Of course the storm had effected him, just listen to him talk! His throat was ruined! Fucking storm. But apart from that, his house was still standing and nothing was damaged so everything was good. To be honest, he couldn't be bothered to help out with all the fucking peasants, he was better than all of them put together and he didn't want to get his hands dirty by mixing with them. Fuck community spirit, he hated everyone pulling together and doing something good, they would all soon go back to back stabbing one another and bitching about everything. Being nice and neighbourly was too much hard work.When Eden spoke, Terrance just snorted. "Exactly! Fucking lazy asses" he shook his head, "The mess will still be there when they get home, it'll just be ten times worse because they've been drinking" he smirked. He knew that if you were depressed in the first place, alcohol wouldn't be any good, because it would just make you feel even more fucking depressed. Terrance started laughing "You can just imagine them walking back into their homes later and just breaking down, when they should have been doing something about it in the first place. But no, I bet these dickheads are expecting everyone else to clear it up" he shook his head, knowing that someone would probably end up doing it for them. Fools."yeah, it's fucking depressing. people need to lighten up and embrace it. the storm was epic! makes a change from the usual summer sun and it was getting pretty boring around here, so at least this spiced things up,"Terrance wasn't going to embrace the storm! It scared the fucking shit out of him and made sure that he'd ruin his bloody throat. As his drink was passed to him, Terrance took a swig before placing it back down on the bar. "True" was all he could say, he wasn't going to let anyone know that he spent his time in a bathtub screaming like a girl, during the storm, he'd never live it down. When Eden asked why he wasn't helping out, he arched his eyebrow and looked at her, "Are you serious? Can you actually see me helping any of these dips hits out?" he asked. "And here I thought you actually had a brain" he shook his head in disappointment. "I don't help anyone out unless it benefits me" he shrugged his shoulders as he told her how it was.Tag: Eden/Krystal Notes: :DD coded by RESCUE RANGER ! of ATF

but the queen has been overthrownthe good thing about talking to terrance was that he wouldn't judge her for admitting she didn't give a fuck about how the storm had effected other people, and that she didn't plan on helping out much. it just wasn't her, unless it was for press. otherwise, why would she spend all day listening to people cry and complain about how they'd lost a few items in the storm? some people were so fucking ungrateful too. even when people were helping them, they were never satisfied and still liked to bitch and moan about irrelevant crap. ugh, god forbid she'd ever have to spend her day like that. nope, no voluntary work for eden. how people could volunteer to do shit without being paid was beyond her. money was so important. people who didn't agree were lying. it was thanks to money that people survived and could work on their appearance in order to make the most of their attributes. hey, appearance was the first thing you noticed about someone, right? so it was important to look good, and she didn't just think that because of her job."yeah, you can't clean shit up when you're drunk. trust me, i've tried," she replied, thinking back to some of the many times she'd been drunk and tried to do something. everything just felt impossible when you were wasted - even simple things like tying your shoelaces and getting home. oh well, the people who were drinking their sorrows away would most likely end up in a gutter anyway. a gutter was probably better than their home right now. "i know. if they had friends, they'd be busy harassing them to help sort their houses out." heck, that's what she'd do if her house had been damaged. or she'd just replaced the broken shit and pay other people to fix everything else. she wasn't rich, but modelling did pay well sometimes. plus she had some savings from all of the child support her dad had had to pay over the years. that was the only thing he'd been fucking good for, the good-for-nothing dead beat."at least we have something in common," eden replied, playing with the little umbrella in his martini glass, "i'm guessing your house is fine then? or are you drinking away your sorrows too?' probably not, but she was curious as to why he had come to a bar alone. terrance didn't seem like the type of person who had many friends though. not that she was surprised - he was usually an asshole.

LET ME ENTERTAIN YOUYOU'RE MY ROCK OF EMPATHY, MY DEAR.Terrance hated people who thought that helping the community was important. Fuck that shit! Honestly, this was what he hated about being part of a 'community.' The word community was used when nobody wanted to clean up their own shit, so they got every else involved to help do most of the work. Lazy fuckers. Terrance wasn't stupid, there was no way that he was going to be dragged into something like that, seriously, he couldn't give a shit if somebody's home was in ruins. His was fine and so was his computer, thats all that mattered. Screw helping anyone else, it took way too much effort."yeah, you can't clean shit up when you're drunk. trust me, i've tried,""Exactly. Dumb fucks!" he said loud enough for people to actually hear him. He really was fucked off with people who drank their sorrows away. "They're not going to find fucking help at the bottom of their glasses, it's still all going to be one big mess when they get off their asses and head home" some people were just so ducking stupid, it made Terrance pity humanity. It was such a doomed race, nobody wanted to help themselves. Everyone talked about a meteor taking out the earth and destroying the human race, but humans were just so fucking stupid, they were going to destroy themselves, it was inevitable. Fucking stupid apes.When Eden said they had something in common Terrance shrugged his shoulders and took a gulp of his beer. Fuck this was better than sitting through a fucking storm, he certainly needed this beer. "Nope, my house is still standing. Just left my maid to clean the house up a bit and I couldn't put up with her winging in another language, so...here I am" he said as he raised his drink and took another swig.Tag: Eden/Krystal Notes: :DD coded by RESCUE RANGER ! of ATF

but the queen has been overthrownocean coast wasn't a community to eden - it was a holiday resort. that was all she was there for, was to have a break and maybe find a few modelling jobs. if she didn't, then so be it, but she certainly wasn't going to waste her holiday cleaning up something that she didn't even cause...hell no! not when she'd paid good money to come to ocean coast and stay in a beautiful rented beach house. every time she looked out her window now, all she could see was people cleaning shit off the beach. ugh. so much for that spectacular view she'd paid for. it had been replaced with rubbish bags, litter pickers and a whole lot of miserable people. that wasn't what the beach was for! it was for sun bathing, swimming and having a generally good time. it was safe to say, eden was a bit bitter. she missed her beach time.eden smirked when terrance spoke loudly, practically addressing everyone in the bar. they were probably too busy drowning in their tears and alcohol to even notice, but it was still funny. "exactly. alcohol is supposed to be a fun, social drink. you drink it when you go out, when you go to parties...all things you do with your friends. you don't fucking sit on your ass and cry as you drink a whole bottle. at least not in a situation like this where you basically have no house." eden was used to seeing people drink their problems away. after all, she lived in los angeles most of the time, where the party scene amongst models was huge. most turned to alcohol as an escape from all the criticism and bitchy behaviour in their life, whilst some turned to it because it meant they didn't have to eat as much. usually it would be a typical diet of coke and cigarettes, but not for the more hardcore girls that liked to mimic the likes of lindsay and nicole. eden couldn't lie - she smoked too, and sometimes she'd skip a meal or two if it meant she could drink more. hey, alcohol had calories in it too, and she had a body to maintain if she wanted to keep getting work. that was just the way the industry was."nice to know. my place is alright too. not that i give a shit since i'm only renting it anyway. if it was fucked, it wouldn't be my problem," she said with a shrug. there'd be no way she'd be the one sorting it out if the beach house had ended up with some damage. the only problem she had was that a few of the palm trees along the beach had fallen, so it was kind of difficult navigating around them. eden motioned to the bartender, "hey, a round of shots please?" she turned to terrance, "you up for shots, yeah? just a few, i promise."

LET ME ENTERTAIN YOUYOU'RE MY ROCK OF EMPATHY, MY DEAR.Eden was lucky that she got to treat Ocean Coast as a holiday resort. Terrance on the other hand was using it as a hide out from the british authorities. He knew that his solicitors were trying their beast to keep him under the radar, but he knew that he would, eventually be called back for questioning. At least for the next couple of weeks he would be at least some what safe, with the olympics coming up. He was jealous, that he couldn't go back and hack the phones of the olympians, but that was life. He had to lay low and hey, Rio would be around in four years, so he could work his magic there. The downside? It was fucking four years away!When Eden pointed out that alcohol was suppose to be a fun social drink, he looked around at the people behind them, there were a few more slumped shoulders and lowered heads, Terrance just scoffed and shook his head. "Obviously this lot has no sense of fun. It's like a fucking funeral is taking place in here, quit contemplating suicide and go and clear up your messed up lives!" Terrance said over his shoulder, again loud enough for the other customers to hear. Terrance was the least sympathetic person when it came to things like this, he was no good at being caring and kind. He hated how these morons were starting to drag his mood down, he didn't appreciate it one bit."Well aren't you lucky, I had to buy a fucking place of my own. Looks like I'm going to be here a while" he groaned, but when she mentioned shots, his eyes lit up. "Yeah sure, I can't let you drink on your own" he said as an excuse for him being totally up for taking a few shots.Tag: Eden/Krystal Notes: :DD coded by RESCUE RANGER ! of ATF

but the queen has been overthrown"yeah, it's fucking stupid. may as well make the funeral plan now and be done with it," she replied. it really was depressing though. she'd only come to this bar in particular because it was one of the few that was open thanks to the storm. otherwise, she would have visited one of her regular bars or clubs for the night. the atmosphere definitely would've been much better. there would've been people her own age there and everyone would've gone there to party, not to sit there by themselves looking bored and miserable. seriously, who went to a bar to be miserable and lonely? eden had shown up by herself, but she was a sociable person. pretty blunt at times, but still outgoing. being a model, she pretty much had to be outgoing. you couldn't participate in an interview or commercial if you could barely form a sentence, or if you were an awkward as fuck stuttering mess. no one wanted to see that on tv, and if they did, they certainly wouldn't buy what they were selling. eden shrugged, "thought you were traveling? surely it'd be best to rent?" terrance didn't seem as though he was staying in ocean coast long, so why he would buy a place was beyond her. he wasn't a local, that she knew, but he was pretty mysterious to say the least. it didn't bother her though. mystery was a good trait to possess in eden's eyes. it always made everything a little more fun. "great. bottoms up," she replied, downing her shot once the bartender had poured it. it was very sour, but fruity at the same time. perfect, it would give her just the kick she needed. she motioned for another, placing money down on the counter for the bartender to take. "see, this is how you drink. makes it that much more fun."

LET ME ENTERTAIN YOUYOU'RE MY ROCK OF EMPATHY, MY DEAR.Terrance was actually beginning to start enjoying Eden's company. She didn't care who she insulted and Terrance believed that, that was a great trait to have. He insulted people all of the time and he never felt bad about it. Not one little bit. Terrance had always been a spoilt brat and he knew that by insulting and degrading people, it just made him appear more powerful and it made him stronger. He thrived off of people's annoyance and anger towards him and he just played up to it more and more when he was getting a reaction. However, if you just ignored him and appeared un-phased, Terrance would just walk away, there was no point in talking to someone who wasn't reacting how he wanted them too."thought you were traveling? surely it'd be best to rent?"Terrance scrunched his nose a little and shrugged. “Looks like I'm staying here longer than I'd originally thought. Plus, I don't like renting someone else’s property and being limited to what I can and can't do in the property, I like to have freedom” he shrugged. “I'll just sell it for double what I paid for the place, after renovating it a bit beforehand” he muttered. Terrance really did like to have his own freedom, he hated being tied down and his parents had noticed that from a young age. They were never able to keep him in some place where they wanted him to be, he'd always wander off and do what he wanted to do. He was hell. Taking his shot alongside Eden, he smirked when she declared that shots were fun, at least more fun than moping into some shitty lager. “Ah well, I can't be assed to stay here much longer, one last shot and I'll start making my way home” he said as he paid the bartender for another shot. “These fuckers are going to lose you business” he complained before taking his last shot of the evening. Tag: Eden/Krystal Notes: :DD coded by RESCUE RANGER ! of ATF

but the queen has been overthrownterrance wasn't all that bad. he shared her somewhat cynical viewpoint on life, it seemed, and he cared more about himself than others. in eden's opinion, that was a good way to live life. it'd be pointless if you lived your life the way others wanted, always looking out for them instead of yourself. over the years, she'd learnt it was better to trust yourself and not give a damn what others thought of you. if people were going to brand her a slut or a whore, then so be it. it was wrong considering the amount of double standards in this fucked up society, but whatever. she wasn't trying to be empowering or act like sleeping around made her cool - she just did it because it was her way of coping with things. not only that, but it was fun. every time was different and you didn't have to deal with all of the baggage of relationships. so, why the hell not? she was young, she was hot, and she wanted to do some damage. hence why she spent most of her time in ocean coast so far partying. eden had plenty of time to look for more work, so for now, it was time to party. it wasn't as if she was in desperate need of the money anyway, so she may as well spend the money she did have on a good time.eden raised an eyebrow. "okay, suit yourself." she wasn't going to question why he was staying here longer than he'd intended. why the hell not stay? ocean coast was proving to be a blast so far. well, not now obviously, what with the storm and miserable bastards around them. everything up until now had been great though. "i think i'll stay a little longer. have fun being bored shitless at home." that was all she'd feel if she went home, so it wouldn't hurt to spend another hour or two at the bar. "maybe i'll bump into you again sometime."