forget about the world {open}

[Victoria Bennett]

The fatal berry. Well wasn't that a comforting though. Victoria didn't seem to think so considering she intended to spend a few hours at the club, despite the fact she would be keeping her bloodstream free of alcohol. Besides, coke tasted better. The fizzy drink coke anyway, she hadn't tried the drug and didn't intend to do so either. She had to be careful when she ordered it because it seemed that most of the people in America knew the drink as cola, but coming from Britain, there were a lot of changes in spelling and terminology that she just had to remember and use.

Her outfit consisted of a dress with a pair of quite unpleasant shoes. They had been a Christmas present from her aunt and had she been in the shop to assist with the purchase of them, she'd have shoved them straight back onto the shelf and persuaded her to buy yet another pair of converses. Then again, if she hadn't bought them, she wouldn't have had anything to put on her feet. They were the only shoes she owned of that colour and her limited knowledge of fashion prompted her to just stick with the same colour instead of trying to mix them because chances were they would 'clash'. What was that supposed to mean anyway? They were fabrics, not fighters, how could they possible 'clash'?

Stepping into the club, it took her a few moments to adjust to the louder noise. She was tempted to leave right then and go to a library or something, but then it dawned on her that there wouldn't be any libraries open at this hour. There was always the option of finding a public garden of some sort but she would give her current setting a chance before she retreated to somewhere more peaceful. Sitting down at a table, she closed her eyes and rubbed her forehead before noticing the presence of another person who had just sat down beside her. "Is it always this loud?" she asked them.

This post was written by Vicky as Victoria Amanda Bennett. The lyrics are from Only Girl (In The World) by Rihanna and the images are of Amber Heard. The post was written for whoever wants it though probably a guy and is 339 words long. Vicky is wearing these clothes and I'd just like to add that ---.