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ItsAStretch ([personal profile] itsastretch) wrote2005-06-22 09:43 am
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At Warriors

Ralph is in an unusually sober mood as he enters the bar. He's not sure if Ollie has told anyone else the reason behind the gathering, and it really doesn't matter. He just needs to get out of the house for a while. People are greeted with waves, small nods, or the occasional slight smile - though his heart is obviously not into the latter. "Thanks for coming guys, glad you could make it."
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[identity profile] guy-lantern.livejournal.com 2005-06-23 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
* As midnight looms closer, the strippers arrive. They make thier way to the stage, normaly reserved for visitng bands, start up the Hard Rock and "get down to work". *

[identity profile] itsastretch.livejournal.com 2005-06-23 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Ralph puts a hand to his face, shaking his head slowly. "This has to be either Booker or Guy's work. Strippers?"

[identity profile] guy-lantern.livejournal.com 2005-06-23 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Heh. Ollie's suggestion.

[identity profile] itsastretch.livejournal.com 2005-06-23 03:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Ralph glances in Ollie's direction, giving him a smirk. "I should have known."

[identity profile] straight-arrow.livejournal.com 2005-06-24 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, don't look at me. All I asked was if he knew any good ones. I didn't tell him to call 'em!
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