Isn't This Exactly Where Y o u Like Me.?

[CRAIG JACE SUTHERLAND]

The cigarette took one last touch of his lips before he threw it on the ground, smashing it with his shoe to make sure it was out. He took a sip of his beer, heading back inside. The air outside was a bit chilly. Yeah, he was wearing the black long sleeved shirt. With a jacket over it. But, that didn't stop the cold wind from reaching his skin. So, heading back inside was better for him. Way better. Not only was it warm but it had alcohol. And hot chicks. Though, he really wasn't in the mood for just any whore. Not saying he wanted to do someone like lose it. But, he was definitely in the mood for at least something, preferably someone, sexy to come keep him company.

The lights were dimmed as he walked through the door, moving to the side a bit as a guy almost bumped into him. The music was loud, blasting through the speakers like someone screaming murder. The song sounded familiar but he didn't care for it. Instead, he cared for the way to the counter. People danced a bit and stood around, acting as drunk as ever. Surprise, right? Lots of laughter filled the air but some stopped as the attention turned to the corner of the room. There a couple argued loudly, guy grabbing her arm as she tried to walk away. Loud swearing occurred before a guy in charge of being around this place came over and stopped the arguing, kicking both of them out.

Craig Jace turned back to the counter, sitting down in the place of another guy who just got up. He laid down the appropriate amount for another, just setting the empty bottle on the counter. "This place is gonna have me broke again," he muttered, taking off his glasses for a moment to rub one of his eyes before placing them back on his face. "Here you go," said the bartender, setting the beer down in front of him. "That all for now?" he asked, Craig just looking up at him with a tad bit of an annoyed expression. "Yeah," The bartender smiled and placed both of his elbows against the counter, holding each arm with one of his hands. "You seem bored here. Why not make something interesting of yourself tonight?" Craig wasn't in the mood for his type of interaction tonight. "Shut up,"he replied bluntly, only a monotone in his voice.

He took a sip of his new beer. He hated to admit it as the bartender walked away to serve someone else but, well, he was bored. Where was his entertainment for the night? Wasn't like Jordyn was there to keep him company. Not like she would ever be there while he was drinking.

He glanced around the room at all the people. Eyes searching for someone he possibly knew, he looked over at one of the chicks. Hot, but with the sound of her voice and that atrocious laugh, not his type. He could see why she wasn't surrounded by guys. His eyes left that female and went to look for another, now no longer caring whether he knew the person or not. Tonight wasn't one of his nights to be alone. Instead, tonight was one of those nights he could really use some interaction. Now of course his ass-hole switch was still turned on since he wasn't drunk enough yet but hey, if someone decided to for some unknown reason approach him, it was all their choice. Therefore, they'd get to deal with it.


Words: 601
Tagged: Olivia Mae Dublin
Lyrics/Music: But It's Better If You Do; Panic! At The Disco(--in thread name)
Notes: Can't make a template where I'm at. Plus, I'm being lazy.. >.< But, yeah, enjoy CJ. I don't always type this much.

[OLIVIA MAE DUBLIN]

Olivia was BORED and bored Olivia just wasn’t fun. She wanted out, wanted to drink tonight though she knew it was bad for baby. She couldn’t help it though and she knew her body would protect baby anyway, Maddie had told her so. Her twin could be annoying as all fuck and others couldn’t see her when she was around but she knew her stuff and so Oli trusted her. Picking out an outfit that wouldn’t make her look fat she pulled it on, added a little makeup and grabbing a coat just in case she got cold. Now the choice to be made was where the hell was she going? All dressed up and nowhere to go was not a phrase Oli liked even a little bit and she sighed making her way out of the dorms and toward town. She was getting a drink and finding someone who would be up to a bit of flirting, maybe a little sex if she could wrangle it. She never mentioned baby when going out, didn’t need to turn everyone off right? nothing did that faster than saying the word ‘baby’.

Reaching the club she stepped aside as two people were kicked out and told to fight elsewhere. Seemed this place was going to be interesting tonight to say the least. Stepping inside she was hit first with the music, so loud her ears protested being abused this way but she ignored it and heard the laughter and sounds of voices next. It was packed tonight and she started into the crowd avoiding dancing people, others who were more flailing than dancing and even the few just standing around talking and acting stupidly drunk. A sexy smirk twisted her lips as she caught the looks she was getting as she walked through. The coat held in her hand wouldn’t be needed and she was glad she’d picked this shirt to wear. She knew she had a good body, knew people were attracted to her and knew she could get sex easy. The times where she wanted more than sex she knew it was hard to find and normally pushed it away in favor of the easier item. No point dwelling on what you couldn’t have when you could be having fun right?

She smacked a hand reaching for her ass shaking a finger at the guy who laughed and shrugged at her shaking finger. God she loved places like this and as she saw the bar come into sight that opinion changed at seeing a familiar person sat there next to the only open seat. Rolling her eyes and letting out a sigh she walked over, threw her coat over the stool and sat on it leaning over and signaling the bartender knowing she’d need a drink badly if he opened his mouth. vodka shots, three please. she ordered and watched the drinks appear sliding money over and waving off the change as she picked up the first and down it, followed quickly by the second and third. Hell it was bound to happen at some point so she decided to be the one to bite the bullet this time. come here often? she commented to Craig sarcastically and smirked in his direction before ordering a beer from the bartender and handing over more money as she took the bottle.

TAGGED ** CRAIG JACE SUTHERLAND
STATUS ** Finished
WORDS ** 599
OUTFIT ** check it out by clicking! xP
LYRICS ** PRINCE – “1999”
NOTES ** i tried to get it up there to match yours for this first xP no worries about makin them all longerish
CREDIT ** Made by Suzie but since she’s ma sis she can hit me or something for usin it.

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[CRAIG JACE SUTHERLAND]

He held his beer with both hands, one lapping over the other a bit. He had just been staring at the counter, thoughts warped into boredom. After a few more drinks his plan was to leave. Why stay where there was no entertainment? His zoning out caused a blink when he heard a voice. Oh, great. Just the person he didn't want. Out of all the people, this slut had to appear? Just his luck. Did he ever get a break? No one wanted to talk to a whore like her from his point of view. In fact, she was just merely a pain in the ass druggie who needed to go get a life instead of bugging him. Why did she even have to speak with her annoying voice? He would want a gun to his head but he figured a gun to hers would be more amusing. Taking a sip of his beer thinking he'd need one, he turned to her as all thoughts came to a halt.

Holy shit, was his next thought as he licked his lip piercing. His expression didn't show it but his eyes said it all. His eyes looked her up and down, completely checking her out. He'd admit it, she looked hot tonight. How could he not admit that to himself? But, even though he was staring at her, he caught the sarcasm. And Craig was still his usual for a while longer.

"When they let me out," he said, still not taking his eyes off of her. Oh, and she seemed to be a tad bit loaded. Maybe he'd get lucky. "Buy me something strong and maybe I'll consider telling you the number you need to get to where you belong, in the whore house, down the street," he commented, sarcasm slipping off his tongue as well. Luckily, there wasn't a whore house he knew of down the street...except the asylum, of course. It was only a lucky thing cause she appeared before him and like any other guy, he couldn't stop his thoughts from wandering into the perverted placed of his mind.

A slight flip to get some of his hair out of his face and his eyes averted to the beer bottle as he chugged the rest of that one down. If he was really lucky she'd actually buy him something. Though he had enough for about two more, after that, he'd be out and forced to leave. Yeah, he had already had some. But something strong would probably be the trick to getting him actually a bit tipsy.....and extremely flirtatious. Setting the bottle down, he looked right back at Olivia.

Words: 454
Tagged: Olivia Mae Dublin
Lyrics/Music: Listening to Escape The Fate
Notes: Oh, good. XD I can't do 600 word posts too often.

[OLIVIA MAE DUBLIN]

Olivia was anything but thrilled to see Craig here when she’d come to have fun, he was the exact opposite of fun in her mind really since he was an ass. Grouchy, sarcastic, and just…assish. She wouldn’t let him ruin her night out though which was why she walked confidently to the stool and sat. She wouldn’t let him see she’d rather jump off a building than be in the same room as him…wait maybe if she could get him onto a roof she could push him off then enjoy her night out in peace? Probably not going to happen but it was an amusing thought and she used it to keep the smile on her lips for now. What amused her further was the obvious way he was checking her out. no he didn’t go all wolfy and howl or something cheesy like that but she could nearly feel his eyes sliding over her and the smile grew into a sassy smirk. God males were predictable, hell even some women were.

His answer to her question made her roll her eyes at him, Should be against the law to let you out. she mumbled sipping her beer and thinking maybe she should get a few more shots to be able to deal with being in the same club. His next words had an eyebrow lifting in his direction and her bark came out to play because unless she was very drunk she’d not want to get rabies biting him. Call them often Craig dear? How much extra do you have to pay for them to put up with your fugly self? she asked her tone light and casual as if honestly curious. His suggestion of a strong drink wasn’t something to ignore though and she nodded as an after-thought, Sure what the hell… turning around she looked at the bartender waiting till he was finished with a customer before ordering. I’ll take three more of those vodka shots and an Appletini for my friend here. ok so the word friend held the sarcasm she loved to use but the man nodded and moved to get the drinks.

Turning to look at Craig as she sipped her beer again she swallowed the liquid down as her shots and his drink appeared and she passed over the money. Hope that floats your boat. Enjoy sweetheart! she said knowing full well it was a girly drink. Hell she was a girl, she knew the girlie drinks. She was glad when he looked away, it was weird to be sober and know he of all people was checking her out. Once she was drunk? The pope could check her out and she’d only give him a flirty wink for it. She glanced over at him as she picked up her first shot holding it up, Cheers bitch. she said with a wink and downed it in one sighing softly. God she loved vodka.

TAGGED ** CRAIG JACE SUTHERLAND
STATUS ** Finished
WORDS ** 490
OUTFIT ** check it out by clicking! xP
LYRICS ** PRINCE – “1999”
NOTES ** lol i don't either. sometimes but it's hard and there's a lot of rambling xP
CREDIT ** Made by Suzie but since she’s ma sis she can hit me or something for usin it.

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[CRAIG JACE SUTHERLAND]

Ooh, he really hated her. It was becoming a bit of a passion. Against the law? Was her plan to completely piss him off? He wasn't afraid to hit a girl. He's done it before, but only when he was extremely angry. Some had categorized him as the abusive type. Not like he cared. None of them were worth it anyways. And he was actually starting to learn to control his anger. Recently, at least.

When she had turned to actually ask the guy for that drink, he gave her the dirtiest look. But, hey, he wasn't paying. And as long as he wasn't paying he would take anything. He was the type of alcoholic to drink everything out there, especially when his money wasn't used. That was just the best part of all of this. A forced grin grew on his face towards her, accepting the drink. "Oh, thanks. You're so kind, aren't you?" he commented, taking a mere sip as she downed a shot. His eyes averted behind her to see two men talking about her.

Oh, interesting. They weren't close but it was close enough to get the message. The biggest smirk crossed his lips as humor was shot in his eyes. "Hm, interesting. Those guys, checking you out? But there's not much to look at with those saggy breasts of yours. Apparently you need to redo your boob job," he stated with twice the sarcasm but a tint of questioning in his throat. It could be a huge insult to some chicks when there was commentary on their breasts. "Saggy yet, hardly anything there," he then took a huge gulp of the martini, now staring at the counter in front of him.

He still found it funny about the fact that guys would talk about a bitch like her. Her insides were just as dirty as her slutty outside appearance, or so he at least thought. He wasn't sure about her but he wasn't one to be as offended as he should be to stupid comments or insults. He thought of himself as more of a king of them.

Words: 361
Tagged: Olivia Mae Dublin
Lyrics/Music: But It's Better If You Do; Panic! At The Disco(--in thread name)
Notes: A tiny bit more explicit in this one if you don't mind but it's Craig..>.< So..yeah...>.< The posts are also slowly getting shorter.

[OLIVIA MAE DUBLIN]

Olivia loved pissing people off, and when the target was just sooooooo easy to bug why the hell not take advantage of that right? She hated Craig and would love any chance to dig some nails into his skin, preferably his face, if he were to ever try anything like attacking her. She was the type of girl taught to give as good as you get and make sure no man tried to take you down because that man would learn a very important lesson in why women weren’t punching bags. She shouldn’t be trying too hard though with baby, she knew that while her drinking and drugs might be ok a punch wouldn’t be. Even Maddie agreed with that so Oli had tried to avoid pissing off the people around her really. Well unless it was Craiggy-Boy here.

The look he gave at the drink she ordered for him was to her mind priceless and the amused smirk twisting her lips grew. Girly drink or not he’d drink it if she had to shove it down his throat since she’d paid for the damned thing now. The grin was obviously not one meant to show how happy he was at her kind gesture but more a formality or sarcastic gesture she thought. She nodded and winked as she downed a second shot after her first. I really am aren’t I? Buying a drink for someone like you? she shot back and downed the third shot picking up her beer again and taking a sip. The two didn’t mix well taste-wise but damned if it didn’t hurry up the process of getting drunk and she needed to be drunk real soon.

His insult to her breasts had her rolling her eyes though she did feel a spike of defensive anger jump through her. Lifting the beer too her lips again she sipped and tried to keep her face cool and blank of the effects the insult had on her. Hmm…might be, but at least I can get a boob job. Your wrinkly limp dick can’t be fixed quite as easily can it? Too bad since you might actually get to use it if you ever found a deaf and blind person right? Since that’s the only chance you got. she said back her voice light still but holding an undertone of bite that she couldn’t quite mask. Her eyes looked at him watching him gulp the drink and she smirked. I don’t know…you tell me since you seemed to be taking quite the eye-full for yourself earlier. she said calling him out on catching him looking.

TAGGED ** CRAIG JACE SUTHERLAND
STATUS ** Finished
WORDS ** 436
OUTFIT ** check it out by clicking! xP
LYRICS ** PRINCE – “1999”
NOTES ** no worries xP oli knows how to bite back.
CREDIT ** Made by Suzie but since she’s ma sis she can hit me or something for usin it.

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[CRAIG JACE SUTHERLAND]

Harsh. He should have felt that one coming. An insult to a guys dick seemed worse than a comment about a females boobs. For that one his reaction was another drink of the martini. Actually, it was again way more than a simple drink. Most of it had now vanished. His bark should have been worse than it appeared but the martini was starting to kick in. He simply sighed, looking her direction once more. He was still pissed at her but the alcohol had been holding him back some. Instead, he started to laugh at that last part, just shaking his head some at first in denial but then changing his mind. And in a few moments he'd probably be completely harmless. This bitch should have been in for it but she wasn't. He'd consider her lucky. Just because she bought him the drink.

"So I got a look at you earlier. Sue me for wasting my eyes on a sex--" he cut off for a moment, fixing his words. "eyes on a chick like you," he corrected himself. He couldn't go too far. He still had to keep his calm and control. He wasn't letting this bitch win. Hell no. He just had to hold off until he had the chance to either get another drink out of her or leave. He wasn't planning to admit any of his thoughts about her to her. He knew how he was like when he got drunk and he wasn't going to let himself be that way with her no matter what, right?

Staying silent for a minute, he ran his hand through his hair once, realizing the drink was now running low. Craig had been drinking way too quickly. He liked the idea of using up her money. He could either play the nice card and score another one or play the sarcastic card again, having that chance as well. But if he pissed her off too much he wasn't sure if he would end up with a drink poured over his head or a bitch slap. He could simply try the direct approach and hope he could get a non-smart ass response back but he figured that was unlikely. Then again, it wouldn't hurt to twist it a bit. "Alright dude, buy me another drink and I'll refrain from being a total dick," implying he'd be less of one. It was the only deal he could think of to offer. Ugh, he felt desperate and pathetic, asking her to buy him a drink. Almost felt like he was begging. Even if the martini was enough to get him drunk or at least mostly, that didn't mean he didn't want more.

"A sexy, yet, bitchy chick like you should be willing to do me one last favor, right?" Whoops. He slipped up in saying anything about her appearance. Maybe he actually was desperate just for drinks (Or maybe he was just finally starting to get where he wanted to be all night). Even if it was a "girly" drink again, he was willing to deflate his manliness just slightly for it. Or a simple shot would work. Anything would.

Words: 492
Tagged: Olivia Mae Dublin
Lyrics/Music: NeverShoutNever
Notes: He's starting to switch over to his other side...^.^"

[OLIVIA MAE DUBLIN]

Oli sipped her beer again feeling the six shots hit her system in a warming and pleasant way finally and she the buzz began making her feel sexy and confident. She was hot shit and no one could deny that right? She realized a few moments too late she probably shouldn’t have downed them like that, not around him. When drinking with the enemy you should keep your wits about you right? Too late now, she’d make a mental note for if there was ever another time she was having a drink with someone she hated. Making the same mistake twice wasn’t a plan she agreed with in her mind so yes she’d be making that note and doing her damnedest to remember it. The laugh had her looking at him raising an amused eyebrow, well at least she didn’t seem to be alone in the “oops too much alcohol” department if he was laughing at what she said rather than biting her head off for it.

She let out her own laugh as he cut himself off and shook her head, Damage done I’m sexy and I know you know it now. she teased finishing her beer off and considering another as she waited for the bartender to come back their way. She was fucked already why not make a good night of it drinking wise? Question is, why aren’t you just man enough to admit that you find me sexy? Does it go against your religion or something stupid like that? she asked surprisingly curious what his answer would be to this. Was there even such a religion? It would be a dumb one if there were one that prevented you from telling someone when they looked hot as hell…that community would be bummer-nation. Realizing her thoughts had really just gone with bummer-nation she knew she was done for and just needed to drink more and make it all official. Olivia drunk was fun and so who the hell cared what happened…as long as it wasn’t with Craig. Yeah she’d need to get away from him before she loosened up completely.

She looked at him when he spoke again considering the deal and surprisingly finding no real fault in it as she nodded biting her lip in thought. She had three options, one buy the man a decent drink and see if he kept his word, two laugh in his face and probably piss him off which while entertaining didn’t help with fun oli at the moment or three, buy the drink and dump it over his head for being a total dick all the rest of the time. It would be a valid reason in her mind but really again not part of fun. Alright but if you don’t keep up your end of this deal you get to wear it. she said signaling the bartender when he glanced their way. A light laugh came from her lip sat his next words and she looked at him, Well ok so it’s not against your very being to use the word sexy when talking about me it seems. Just don’t do it too often. Really kinda weirdin me out here Craiggy Boy. she joked.

Watching the barman walk over and sighed realizing how very drunk she was as she pulled more money from her pocket. I’ll take an A-Bomb and he’ll have…whatever the hell he orders. she said leaving the option up to him this time. Hell he wasn’t going to be a total dick? That was worth him getting to pick his poison. She told herself this was the last drink she’d buy this boy, and once the drinks were done she was getting up and walking away. She didn’t need him dragging down her good mood though if she was honest with herself…as far gone as she was gonna get after this drink she’d not care if he was Satan himself as long as he didn’t mind getting a little touchy feely with her. Oli was one of those drunks who enjoyed contact a bit too much when toasted and prayed the day after it had stopped before they’d completed the actions that required her clothes to be scattered around a room.

TAGGED ** CRAIG JACE SUTHERLAND
STATUS ** Finished
WORDS ** 706
OUTFIT ** check it out by clicking! xP
LYRICS ** PRINCE – “1999”
NOTES ** oh dear xP it's about to get interesting
CREDIT ** Made by Suzie but since she’s ma sis she can hit me or something for usin it.

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