never be anything but loud, Jamie | Aden

Althea always loved to go out on Friday nights after she finished her classes and the long week. She hated going to class so late, but she figured that she needed to play catch up and possibly get ahead in her medical studies. She loved her major, but at times between that and being a werewolf, life got too stressful for the young woman to handle. Thea hated living a double life of sorts, having to miss class three days a month on account of a mysterious ailment that she wasn’t sure the professors even believed her doctor’s notes. And with good reason, they were medical professionals and she was faking an illness. Well sort of. Lycanthropy could easily be considered an ailment of sorts, even in her case when she was born with it.She had decided to head to the Howling Inn in hopes of winding down, perhaps have a beer or two, and maybe even a Jack and Coke. The place never really intimidated her too much, even before she had her first change last year. Perhaps it was the fact that she knew she carried her father slash pack leader’s scent which often deterred some werewolves from really bothering her, maybe it was the fact that she often got along with the bikers and played or hustled pool with them. It was a great deal of fun for her, a slight walk on the wild side. And the petite brunette loved every second of it, the sheer thrills that came from simply being around some of the people that hung around there. Green eyes scanned the room as she made her way through the crowd to order a Jack and Coke, figuring to get a stronger drink in her system before she went to weaker forms of alcohol. Taking a sip from her glass, Althea went back to observing those around her, not for a second was she going to drop her guard. Sure she got along with a bulk of the regulars, but you never knew when someone was going to say or do something stupid. That was the downside to places like the one she was in, you never knew what was going to happen and when. But she figured that was half the excitement. Thea closed her eyes for a second as she took another pull from her drink, glad that the bartender was nice enough to make the Jack and Coke stronger than he usually did. But she knew the drink was going to weaken with the ice in the glass, not that it mattered too much to her. For now she was going to relax, enjoy the night, and see what could be offered. And hope to God, that no old man tried to touch her ass again. Inhaling deeply, Thea blinked her eyes open, a sudden alertness coming about her. Is that Aden I smell?wearing: thisnote: sorry for shortness

aden walker

Call my bluff, say what you want, i'm looking down at you from the top. i beg for attention but in small doses, leaves the scene smelling of dead roses. loverboy, you're playing those hearts like toys, don't you feel bad, don't you feel bad? Filled with repent? This is the night with arms wide open, i'm the option you shouldn't have chosen.
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Aden was a regular here so it was no surprise that the barmaid already had his drink ready on the bar by the time he'd made it through his usual crowd to the bar. "Thanks swee'art." He smiled giving her a cheeky little wink for good measure as he handed over the cash. He loved this place. Hell what wasn't to like? As soon as he walked through the door he was greeted by the usual chorus of girls and his favourite drink always waited for him when he got to the bar. It was pure bliss. It sure beat having to watch his back with the pack anyway. Even being beta didn't stop the hate he received but at least it gave him something to train for.

The drinks began rolling in and the more he drank the more he seemed to relax and it wasn't long before he was on the dance floor surrounded by a bunch of girls. Whose names he couldn't remember if someone paid him too. With his bottle of whiskey in hand and his shirt already having been ripped open by one of the more eager she wolves, he squeezed himself between the bodies with a spin and brought the bottle to his lips. The cold whiskey was a welcome burn as it slid down his throat. "Excuse me ladies." He called as he'd downed the last of his drink.

After escaping the screams of protests and the hands trying to pull him back he finally made it back to drop the empty bottle onto the bar. He needed air but being near the bar was plenty, so he took a deep breath and inhaled a scent he recognised. Looking up from his position he turned to look for her until her found her and smiled. Now he could really have some run.

"Hey there beautiful." He whispered into Athea's ear from behind. "Miss me that much that you had to scope me out the inn?" He smirked as he turned to face the bar to get the barmaids attention. "Same again sweet'art and make it a double and whatever Miss Danvers wants." He ordered placing the money on the bar before he turned to lean one elbow on the bar and face her.

"They're like animals in here." He smirked aiming a little wave to a blonde back on the dance floor who blew him back a kiss.

tag: Althea words: IOU notes: Sorry it took so long

credit noname @ caution

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