Night is Young [OPEN]

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The clicking clacking sounds of heels hitting the pavement floor was unusually noticeable as a silhouette could be seen walking down the streets, heading towards the nightlife district. It was around eight in the evening. The night was still young and it was a Friday night, the perfect time to let loose. The woman had no real destination, but alcohol was calling her name. As it always was. Amelia was never quite a night person, at least before she moved to America. Back in Korea she was a good girl, whatever that meant. The country didn’t change her, nor did her new job, but her age did…probably. She was no longer young and bold, or at least night as young nor bold as before.  

Her dark brown eyes glanced around at the neon lights which now overwhelmed her senses. She had only begun hanging out here more often after she was transferred to USBC. With more work came more responsibility and with more responsibility came overtime. With more overtime came the desire for booze. Amelia was never a heavy drinker, although she did fancy a glass of whisky or scotch at times. She enjoyed the sensation of alcohol and the fact that she never got drunk. A strong drinker with a weak heart, that was who she was. 

The sound of jazz music could be heard in the distance as she kept walking. People brushed passed her, some sober and some not quite, as she made her way along the street. It was definitely a Friday night, she thought to herself. New York never dies, as they say. Amelia sought out where the music was playing, preferring the rather classy places as opposed to those where younger people went. She was more a spoiled woman, even if it meant spoiling herself one too many times. She walked into a bar that was slightly off the main streets, where the jazz music was playing and sat down at the bar table. 

It was quite a classy place, marble black countertop, chandeliers for lighting and ever so handsome bartenders. It was small and dainty, with a long L-shaped bar table and a half a dozen tables and chairs. She liked the coziness and quietness, something that she could seldom enjoy at work. She was always crowded with papers, people and the fast pace of her job sometimes got to her. She let out a sigh as she sat on a chair near the entrance of the bar, ordering herself a whisky on the rocks. 

Her usual drink. 

She wondered if today would be her ‘fateful day’. Whatever that meant. Amelia drummed her fingers on the table softly, taking a sip from the glass. The familiar taste and smell of whisky filled her senses. The night was almost perfect…almost. 

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In The End

Well only regret the chances we didn't take.

It was nights like these where Johnny was happy to be alive. He doesn't mind going to work but when he finally gets days off, they're not taken for granted. Tonight was something special though, something he seldom did. The raven haired young man was walking down the sidewalk where in his vision he could see the Jazz place lit up just ahead. It was a place only for adults so there was no sign of kids, but why would they be out this late anyways.

John wore a tight, leather jacket with a stylish grey tee shirt underneath with a tight pair of fitted black jeans to top it all off. He knew full well that half the reason of going to such clubs is showing off just how sexy you really were. His hair was slightly messy but it was done intentionally.

The first thing he noticed upon gaining entrance to the club was that all the chairs and tables had long legs, some people occupied the VIP spots at the back of the place whiles others sat with a significant other or friend closer to the front. Yet overall it was not that busy at all, which was a little strange but John did not much mind it. So this is what a jazz club is like, I'll admit it, It's something I could get use too.

He stood still for a moment, scanning the area for what he found to be the cutest girl in the club. "Bingo.." He whispered to himself as he grinned at the sight of the cute Asian sitting all alone. Most people would be a little intimated approaching such a beautiful woman, but then again John was not like most people.

"Excuse me" Johnny said, a charming smile creeping across his handsome face. “Is it hot in here or is it just you?” Yes it was the absolutely corniest pick up line he had ever heard but he was not trying to pick her up just yet, he was trying to be break the ice with a silly joke. "Sorry, a beautiful woman like you must have guys trying to pick you up all the time. Don't worry I just wanted to introduce myself." He smiled as he pulled out the chair across from her's and planted his bottom firmly on it. "The name is John but my friends call me Johnny. May I have the pleasure of knowing your name?"

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Figured I'd jump in

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(OOC: I kind of want a post template too hehe)

The jazz music played softly in the background as she took another sip of her drink. She was used to this kind of setting, even more used to coming here alone. She turned her head slightly to look around at the other occupants of the club. Not a lot of people had decided to come for a drink, she thought to herself. But then again, the night was still young. Amelia turned back to face the bar, eyeing the bartender’s movements as he mixed drinks. She remembered back in Korea when she went to a similar club. But that one had been crowded and busy, much less dainty as the one here.  

It IS New York after all. 

The alcohol was beginning to warm her body, one of the best sensations of drinking. She remembered the last time she went to a jazz bar. It had been some three years and she wasn’t alone back then. She had been much younger, much bolder and less mature. She was still living in Seoul with her parents, enjoying the days of being a student. Amelia closed her eyes as the images of her past flooded her mind. Jung Woo…she whispered, putting her glass down on the tabletop. She hadn’t thought of Jung Woo in a long time, at least not while she’s sober. She had made sure of that. But alcohol was such a fantastical thing, luring out a person’s true desires, wants and feelings.  

That was the precise reason she didn’t want to drink. 

The black haired girl was still lost in thought as she heard a voice beside her. Turning her head at the sound, she almost scoffed at the corny pick up line. After having lived in the States for a few years she had become too familiar with the pock up lines that young people used at bars and clubs. Amelia turned back to her drink and nodded as he asked to take the seat beside her. Well, guess it wouldn’t hurt. She began to twirl the glass in her hand absentmindedly, only half listening to what the newcomer was saying. His choice of vocabulary was quite formal, too formal for the bar scene. He wasn’t used to talking to woman, or so it seemed. She turned her attention to him as he introduced himself. 

“I’m Amelia, Amelia Kim. Nice to meet you too.” 

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In The End

Well only regret the chances we didn't take.

Even if John was not a regular at this jazz bar he could not or rather would not believe that his opening line only got him a simple introduction. No laughter, no smile just a simple howdy do. Johnny was definitely confident in his ability with girls and getting them into bed. It was almost amusing to watch how easy some girls swooned over his good looks and just went with him. But this whole jazz scene had a completely different dynamic. 'Damn it John. You are not dealing with your typical party girl here. She is a woman so just relax' he mentally berated himself but made sure to keep that charming smile on his face. "Sorry for the awkward introduction, guess I am still not use to this sort of club" He said honestly. "Normally I would be kicking it at a dance party, but those can only interest someone for song long before one grows tired of them" As John said these words he leaned forward on the table resting his chin on his hand, trying to look relaxed and in control of himself. He seriously needed to control of this situation if he wanted to pick this woman up.

There weren’t that many people in the place, yet there were enough to make some noise. Mainly it was from the back, either chatting away or yelling to get orders done. He raised his hand, signaling to the bartender from across the room. "Hey I'll take a jack and coke on the rocks, I will even throw in a big tip if you bring it to me" The young man could have sworn he heard something along the lines of go to hell from behind the counter but that did not matter, he wanted simply to show how confident he was.

Satisfied at himself he pulled his attention back to the woman sitting across from him. "Amelia Kim eh... That's a nice name, I could have sworn I heard it before.. What is it that you do for a living Miss Kim?"

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Sorry for the short post. Sent a PM as well

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❝

Wake up wake up, open up your eyes and wake up. Don’t try to hide it, You’re already wrapped around my little finger, My radar. Mine, mine. You’re mine despite of what others say. I’m prettier than anyone else. We the B.E.S.T SISTAR

❞

Amelia knew almost immediately what kind of person she was dealing with, as John took the seat next to her. She wasn’t naïve, nor was she an amateur at the whole chatting it up that guys in this city always seem to want to do at clubs and bars. She gave a little smile as he ordered his drink, amused at the fact that the guy didn’t seem to either know how to or just didn’t care to mask his ego. But she was also a little intrigued because the words he spoke and the way he moved or carried himself were slightly different. Or so it seemed to her.

Guess time will tell…

The noise level around the bar started to irritate her slightly as groups of young people gathered for their usual weekend get-togethers and yelling of drink orders were being made randomly. She didn’t usually mind noises like this, but a jazz club was simply what the name should entail. She had definitely not come here for the noise. The girl signaled the bartender silently and pointed to the glass in front of her, signaling for another drink. Amelia simply didn’t want to have to yell, and it wasn’t lady-like to do so anyhow. As the bartender gave her a curt nod, the black haired woman turned her head to the stranger beside her, just in time to catch his question.

“I’m a news reporter, an anchor woman, or whatever you call it. What about you?”

It wasn’t exactly that she was keen on making conversation, but rather that it was the polite thing to do. Amelia nodded her head in thanks as the bartender set another glass of whisky in front of her. She took a sip from the glass, thankful of the kick that whisky gave and the fact that it was chilled. She could get used to this kind of drink. She took some time to study the man before her and noticed that he was…well quite good looking. It was almost unnatural for someone as good looking as him to be picking up girls at a bar.

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In The End

Well only regret the chances we didn't take.

Though his night had started off slow, it seemed to be looking up. Just a bit, yet it was better than nothing. Kim was definitely starting to pique his interest. He was definitely sure he had seen her before and that was what drew him towards her the most. Though there were other reasons. Among them was the fact that she seemed to be older than him. At least by three or four years. Sure it was easier to get with younger girls who are in that barely legal stage of life but if he wanted a true challenge John would always aim for the older women. "So you work for USBC then?" Her comment caused a small almost unnoticeable laugh to pass his lips for a split second. "So that's must have been where I've seen you before" He said with a slight tone of excitement in his voice. "I'm also working for the station. Well not as a news reporter but as an actor. You could say I am a man of many talents." The night was definitely more interesting now. He could not help but smirk. It seemed that they could very well be seeing much more of each other. He cocked his head to the side as the bartender finally brought him his drink. It was about time.

Lifting his glass to his lips, he took a deep drink. By the time he set his cup down with a small drink it was visibly emptier than before. "Since you like to report on interesting things... How about you report on me." He chuckled slightly as he was only being partly serious. "An one on one interview could totally be arranged for someone as cute as you." Okay so maybe Johnny was a little full of himself and maybe he was not quite the big deal as he thought himself to be but one day that will all change. One day he'll be standing at the top of the mountain.

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@amelia

Not short at all : )  You're welcome~

deltra of gangnam style

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❝

Wake up wake up, open up your eyes and wake up. Don’t try to hide it, You’re already wrapped around my little finger, My radar. Mine, mine. You’re mine despite of what others say. I’m prettier than anyone else. We the B.E.S.T SISTAR

❞

She didn’t dislike him, not at all. But there was just something about the guy that irritated her. It was most likely his ego, his overconfidence. It wasn’t because she wasn’t used to arrogant men. In fact, she had lived with arrogant men all her life. Her father was an arrogant bastard who threw money around like it was scrap paper. Her brother was no better, a snob who just had to let everyone who was anyone know that he was born from a rich family. That was precisely the reason why she had moved out of that home, and eventually landed herself here in New York. She felt like she could do with a change in scenery, and a change of people.

Ah, so that’s where I’ve seen that face before…she mused as she took another sip of her whisky. Right, so they worked in the same building. She must have crossed paths with him on countless occasions without even realizing. It wasn’t a surprise at all because she rarely paid attention to the world around her when she was working. The moment Amelia walks in USBC, she’s already in her work mode and will only focus on what’s important. Anything else was just trivial, at most. She guessed from his physique and pretty face that he had to be either one of the models or actors. He was also young, almost too young to be anything else it seemed. The girl smiled at the mention of an exclusive interview.

“I only report interviews on people caught in scandals. Unless you are one of them, I’ll pass.”

She watched as he downed his drink like water and was impressed at his alcohol tolerance. Well I guess you have to be to survive in this city, she thought to herself. She had learned how to drink from back in Korea since everyone drank almost every day. She shuddered at the thought of her teenage years. She had been quite different from who she is now, thank god. Amelia signaled to the bartender, who had finally got his head around the swamp of orders from the other customers by now and ordered herself another whisky. Turning her attention back to John, she pointed at his almost empty glass.“Care for another? You seem to be thirsty.” She gave a little smile then, hoping that he didn’t think she was that cold. It just took awhile for her to warm up to people was all.

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