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[Spencer-Leigh Bancroft]

As Spencer's alarm went off at seven o'clock she could tell it would be a bad morning. The first clue to that, was that she had overslept, an hour. The second clue was that it seemed every single piece of clothing this youngest Bancroft owned, was dirty. Then the water in the shower, was ice cold. When Spencer finally arrived at work, late. She got a lecture from her boss, Spencer just tuned him out. But then she got assigned a super crappy story. So when work was finally over. She needed a drink, perferably a very strong one.

So where should she go other than a club. She walked up to the bar and ordered her usual, a beer. She wasn't really a sissy drink kind of girl, perfering a beer or vodka or some strong drink. She hated girls that couldn't hold a real drink, on principle. Although girls like that were ones that probably enjoyed being groomed and waxed, two things that Spencer hated also.

Spencer sat down and drained her beer, making a vow to herself that she needed at least two beers before she would get up and flirt with guys who didn't stand a chance with her. So she ordered another beer and decided to scan over the crowd and see if there were any possible interests that sparked this twenty-one year old journalist.

[Nikolas Page]

nikolas page hated the loud obnoxious rap music that was always prevalent at clubs. which is why usually, he stuck to phoenix hill tavern or one of the bars in old louisville. but that day when he got off work, he wanted to do something else. he chose to go to petrus. submerge himself in the obnoxious music and get a few drinks. he didn't know why he wanted to go there that day, but he did. he hadn't even worked that day, if he had, he'd be going back to his apartment in kentucky towers, showering, and probably unwinding with just him and his guitar. that was about the normal night for nikolas.

but tonight wasn't going to be normal.

he went into the bar and ordered a bbc nut brown. it was slightly more expensive, but the beer was brewed in kentucky and it was one he'd grown up on. he knew he couldn't drink too many of them, or his blood sugar would go crazy. but he could drink one or two of them. he knew his limits. he just hated that he couldn't get what he wanted, and that was to get drunk. stupid diabetes. always limitin' my fun.

he looked down the bar and noticed a brunette girl sitting three seats away. a smile lit up his face and added a sparkle to his blue gray eyes. he walked over to her and took a seat on the empty bar stool. "sittin here by your lonesome?"

his voice had the kentucky twang to it, unnoticable if you were raised in the area.

[Spencer-Leigh Bancroft]

She rolled her eyes as she heard a guy slide up behind her. Had she had enough alochol for this? Probably not. But she turned around anyway, giving the guy a once over. He was okay cute, she'd seen... and slept with better. But she'd slept with worse too. "No. The bartender is keeping me company." She replied, but then again the bartender was at the end of the bar, serving a customer.

"I'm waiting for a friend." She totally lied. But then again, one of her friends could walk into here. But she said it so that hopefully he would leave her alone, but since she grew up in a house full of guys. And she knew the guy brain very well, she knew he probably wouldn't.

She willed for one of her brothers to walk in here at this moment. Sometimes they were good for something, usually if she was in a bar or club and someone hit on her she'd have one of her brothers pretend to be her boyfriend. It actually worked, and got her out of situations. But of course, it being one of the worst days ever in Spencer's life, no one showed up.

[Marissa DuPont]

he heard her comment and noted the tone of her voice. his eyebrow raised a little at her. "you tryin' to brush me off?" it was an honest question. he was an honest guy. he didn't like to play the games that most people did. he didn't see the point in playing them. he believed that you could say that you didn't want to talk, that you planned to sit at the bar and drink alone without the interruption of anyone. hell, he'd done it once or twice.

he looked over at the girl and studied her for a moment. she was pretty, in a classic way. but he didn't find himself striving to get in her pants. she seemed really distant. but she seemed interesting also. there was something in her eyes that made him want to talk to her, just talk and get to know her. but it wasn't as though he could talk to someone that seemed to be attempting a brush off (a bad attempt at that.)

he turned his eyes away from her and took another sip of his nut brown, savoring the rich dark beer.

[Spencer-Leigh Bancroft]

She shrugged. She figured that her brush off attempt was maybe the worst in history. But she was hoping the guy was drunk and wouldn't notice. Obviously though, she was wrong. He wasn't but it seemed that he would leave if she wanted him to. She sighed and took a drink of her beer thinking it over. One hand, get to know a stranger, or have him leave. Nothing said she had to sleep with him or even talk to him after this night. So she thought why not.

She looked at him, and his eyes seemed like he actually wanted to know her. Not sleep with her, or anything, but just to talk so she took another sip of her beer and held out her hand. "I'm Spencer," She said with a smile.

[Nikolas Page]

he continued to sip his beer in silence until the girl introduced herself to him. then he smiled and extended his hand to meet hers, shaking it firmly and quickly. "nikolas." one word of introduction was all the night seemed to call for. it was obvious that she wasn't really in the mood to talk to some guy that she'd never met before, but was doing it anyway.

he decided to oblige her sudden need for communication. he smiled his crooked smile and looked her into her deep brown eyes. "so what brings you here tonight?" he was truly curious. just like him, she looked a little out of place at that particular bar. like maybe she didn't know where she really was and the loud rap music was scaring her.

either that or she just looked a little too classy to be there.

[Spencer-Leigh Bancroft]

She shook his hand when he extended it to her. She nodded when he said his name, "Nice to meet you." She said with a smile. She looked over her shoulder at the people dancing, most of them appeared to be having a good time.

She looked back over at Nikolas, and saw his cute smile. She closed her eyes and turned and looked at the bartender. But she couldn't help turning back towards him when he asked his question. Dang posture, why was she taught to look at a person when they talked. She shrugged for her answer. But then decided to say, "Bad day at work, i needed a drink. Or three," She said with a smile, since she was on her third drink. She then decided to turn the question around so she said, "What about you." She asked truly curious about his answer.