The Devil's Nest, Saturday Evening [10/27]

[absolutesnark]

Summer didn't normally work at bars. Actually, she had never worked before ever. But then Chris had to forget he had a job when he asked Lana out on a real date. She really was the best roommate ever for agreeing to take his place tonight. He totally owed her.

The Devil's Nest was open.

Comments

Re: The Dance Floor

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Do you see me complaining?" she asked softly.

Re: The Dance Floor

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"No, I guess not," he replied, grinning like a huge dork.

Re: The Dance Floor

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

She smiled up at him. "You make it really hard for me to want to take things slow."

Re: The Dance Floor

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

Hey, look at that. Chris was blushing furiously again.

Re: The Dance Floor

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana was blushing a bit herself.

Re: The Dance Floor

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

The song segued into another slow song. "Wanna keep dancing?" Chris asked.

Re: The Dance Floor

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Really?" she asked. "I mean, I'd love to, but I didn't think you'd want to."

Re: The Dance Floor

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"You think I mind having a beautiful girl in my arms?" Chris asked, pulling her close again.

Re: The Dance Floor

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

She sighed happily. "I could really get used to this," she said softly.

Re: The Dance Floor

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"Me too," he replied, just as quietly.

Re: The Dance Floor

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Don't know how I got so lucky," she murmured.

Re: The Dance Floor

[neurotic-witch.livejournal.com]

"Me either."