Tokyo Sky Nightclub!

IT'S SEOLHYUN HERE! HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! HAPPY VALENTINE'S! HAPPY VALENTINE'S! HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! I SAID HAPPY VALENTINE'S! OH YEAH...TO YOU ALL! SPREAD THE LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVEEEREEEEEEEEEEEEE!! kekeke JUST KNOW SEOLHYUN LOVES YOU ALL, ENJOY YOUR DAY!! ♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡♥♡

@Shizuma [LOLOL, awwww <3333 XD]

Jonghyun, for once, stayed silent- the other's words lining the space between them like either a pathway to lead him to the man's thoughts or a moat to keep him from trespassing any further. His hands rubbed together, idly seeking warmth in one another before he slipped them into his pockets. It was a rarity to ever really conjure much of anything from Jonghyun- in terms of emotions, at least... He was a lump of default lax at his best and blatantly uncaring and heedless at his worst. It's what often led to him saying things that seemed so much more cruel, and refraining from doing the necessary actions to remedy them. And as the bartender before him unleashed a hellish rant of his tumultuous misfortunes, he couldn't help but feel a slight bit of humbling begin to form inside of him. It was so easy to get far more enraptured in his own woes... Not too often did he stop to consider the tery that others were enduring with just as much difficulty. After all, at least he had death to fall back on... This man, however, was apparently granted a longevity filled with uncertainty and misfortune. He sighed softly, plucking his pack from the depths of his pocket once more to retrieve another cigarette. His lighter was pulled out the moment the other made to skirt past him, but Jonghyun was quick enough to reach out and latch his hand against the man's arm- fingers tucking into the crook of his elbow. "Hey..." he murmured around the filter of his cigarette, turning to regard the other as he lit the end of it. "You know, they say not to judge a book by its cover... I've already made that mistake with you, so I don't blame you for returning the favor." His voice came out a bit softer this time, but he decided to pin it on the fact that his mouth was rather occupied. "You're right though. I was an back there... It's not like I know who you are or the story behind you... And it sure as isn't like I can judge." Damn, this was awkward though. Jonghyun could honestly count on one hand how many times in his life he'd apologized to someone. Perhaps it was the severe lack of alcohol in his system that was messing with his head. But then his mind wandered back to the gaggle of 'drunken s' the other was rearing back toward, and he frowned ever so slightly. "You should take the rest of the night off. Pin your absence on me or something..." he shrugged lightly, "Not like there's much your boss could do about it when he finds out. Head in there now in that exact condition and you're more likely to throw a bottle at someone's face." Though, he wasn't really against seeing that...

@⟡|????|⟡ ((He does, he's just have a personal crisis moment XD ))

" off ." Sayula hissed, glaring at the man and taking deep breaths to compose himself. He didn't need this man out here right now making his night worse, he was already pissed off and hitting another serious low point in his depression. He just wanted to go back to his tiny apartment, curling up on his bed and never leave until his landlord pounded on his door demanding money. "You know, it's people like you who piss me off." He whispered, his tone laced with anger as he glared down at the ground. "You can just afford to throw money around for nothing, and you take every damn thing for granted. I'm not for sale...." He insisted, only to laugh bitterly and shake his head. "You know, I wish I could say that, but hey. I have to pay rent and eat somehow. Now I got a kid I got a look after.... I can't afford to lose this job and you, you don't ing care. You think tossing some bills at me will make up for the income I'll lose when I get fired? I can't bring man back to that apartment, I can't let that little girl see that, and I can't leave her alone all night long. If I lose this job... I'll have to go back to that pimp, and I'll lose what little bit I managed to build up for myself. So the next time you go throwing money at some trashy bartender thinking it won't matter it's just a cigarette, take a ing minute and think about why they're working at a ty bar getting hit on by drunken s." He lifted his head and glared up at the man, not even sure why he'd said all that, it didn't matter. He wouldn't care. Shaking his head he walked past the man and back into the bar, he had a job to do and he couldn't afford to have a mental break down right then.

@Shizuma [Lolol, I thought Sayula WANTED money XD And omg, I should just have Alissa storm in there and kick Jonghyun's shins for hurting her 'Say-oppa' QuQ]

Jonghyun furrowed his brows at the outburst, incredibly confused. Since when was bribing someone with cash to let him smoke considered referring to them as a 'cheap ing '? He could understand if the lady was disgusted that he'd think she was willing to risk her job for a few wads of cash... But not at all had he ensued an ounce of ual desire. He peered over at some of the other bar-goers, some of them donning the same masks of confusion as himself. But most of them were simply PISSED that he just drove out the bartender- their source of liquid ease. One man, in particular, eased into his face and snarled with a breath that wreaked of one too many vodkas already. "He's tha onleh bar-babe workin' tonight," he slurred, and Jonghyun responded with a lifted brow. "Wait, 'he'?" he responded, a bit louder once the music began to amp up. The other nodded. "Yeah, 'HE'. Listen up, boy, cuz Imma only say this ONCE," though he held up two fingers, and Jonghyun resisted the urge to force one down for him. "Get yo outta here and don't come back unless you bringin' him with ya... Otherwise I'll light a smoke right up yo ." Jonghyun would've been thoroughly prepared to challenge the man on his threat, were it not for the slowly-growing posse behind him. ing terrific. Sighing, he swiveled around and eased out of his stool, saluting the group as he traced the bartender's exit. In all honesty, he swore he hadn't meant for this to happen... He merely wanted a night of alcohol and nicotine and wipe away his daytime stresses- which he had a surplus of. He wasn't really in the mood for babysitting anyone's feelings, but a part of him still ebbed with the faintest of guilt... So he had no problem stepping out into the cool night air and nearly running right into the 'man' he'd driven out in the first place. "Umm... Is screaming in the dark part of some barmaid ritual I'm unaware of?" he asked, unable to ease into an apology so suddenly.

@⟡|????|⟡ "Oh so what? I look a cheap ing you too?" Sayula demanded, pushing away from the bar in disgust, "You know what, go to hell. I don't need your ing money." He spat, not sure why this was bothering him so much, probably because he was arguing with yet another man who believed they were better than him because they and money and he didn't. He was so sick and tired of being treated like trash, like money could buy anything from him. He was tired of being for sale, and he was tired of knowing nothing would ever change. He stormed out from behind the bar, pushing past people until he could get out of the club. He needed fresh air before he hit someone or worse, starting crying. He took in deep breaths and let them out slowly, covering his face with his hands. "God dammit..." He whispered, screaming in frustration and tugging at his own hair.

@Shizuma Jonghyun's fingers twitched, a natural reaction that kept him from nearly clonking this bartender right in that pretty face. The small swell of violence sweltered and ebbed away, however, as he eased control of himself. Really though, it was bad enough she was demanding that he not smoke... Now she was even going as far as to practically taunt him... "You can get me another bartender," he muttered, plucking out another cigarette from his pocket and realizing he really couldn't be bothered by this one's persistence. "Look, how much do you want to keep quiet? The smoke bothers anyone, then I'll move~ Until then..." Eyes still lingering on hers, he pulled out his wallet and discarded a rather large-summed bill on the counter before him- tossing it out as if it were merely a used napkin.

@⟡|????|⟡ "Real cute pal." Sayula sneered, grabbing the cigarette out of the man's mouth and crushing it out so near the man's hand resting on the bar he was sure he could feel the heat of the embers. He had been damn tempted to put it out on his hand, but one more complaint and his was back on the streets and he was back to full time. At least this job was almost dignified, he could tell people he was a bartender, he couldn't tell them he was a cheap . So he would prefer to keep this job, and he wasn't about let some stupid ruin everything for him. "Now, what can I get you sir?" He asked, a pretty smile curling his lips as he brushed the cigarette onto the floor, trying valiantly to keep his annoyance out of his eyes and off his face. He was doing this for the tips. That was all, he needed the money.

@Shizuma The myriad of colors flashing from the blaring spotlights painted kaleidoscopes on his skin. Jonghyun sighed softly, the sound immediately dispelled against the pulsating beat of cheap house music and excited cheering. In all honesty, places like this weren't normally his style. Rather, he liked to think of the nightclub as a last resort- a distraction he desperately needed after yet another harrowing hospital trip. Easing onto a bar stool and fishing into his pocket, onyx eyes skirted the assortment of bottles behind the bartender- some chic he barely thought to regard until she began speaking to him... Or AT him, perhaps. His gaze flickered to hers, taking in her pretty form, despite the slight gaudiness of her makeup- ever visible even amidst the darkness of the bar section. "Do you always spit that fire at your customers?" he asked, plopping the cigarette between his usual default grin. He didn't even waste a moment regarding the aforementioned sign, opting instead to put a hand to his ear in mock strain. "What was that? Put out or get out? Sorry, sweetheart, I don't roll that way..." he added, a teasing shrug playing against his shoulders as he lit the cigarette and inhaled deeply. The familiar taste of nicotine and mist-like death coated his throat, and he almost closed his eyes in euphoria. He wasn't really sure when the 'habit' he'd developed so long ago had morphed into something near an addiction; a security blanket that he felt he truly depended on...

Sayula spun the bottle in his hand before he uncapped it and poured some into the shot glass, sliding it across to the man leering at him. He threw him a pity wink before he spun around to put the bottle back, trying to remind himself he's supposed to be putting on a show for the tips. The tips, he's doing this for the money. So he turned back to the sleazy man who'd been undressing him with his eyes since he sat down, about to flirt a little when he noticed someone else sit down at the bar, they were good looking. A cool glass of water in this hell hole of demons, at least visually and that was enough for Sayula to switch his entire game plan. Ignoring the scumbag he headed over to the new comer, about to greet him when he spotted the cigarette and the lighter in his hand. His mood instantly dropped and he propped his hands on his hip, "Hey buddy, you're clearly not blind, so are you just dumb? Or do you always ignore the giant signs?" He asked, pointing in annoyance over his shoulder where the new shiny 'no smoking' sign hung. "If I ain't allowed to smoke in here, you sure as hell can't. Put it out or get out."

/orders all the drink and tries them all
/makes a face at a few but nods as most are acceptable

* dance along to the music and smiles cheekily *
oh baby i want to dying when i can't see you around
* grins slightly and walks to the couch and sit comfortably *
hurm what should i drink ? how about beer ?
* bite my lips and take the beef before sit on the couch *
i'm feel really lonely here ~ * drinks the beer *

@Hyuna ((Absolutely ^-^ ))

(may i work here?)

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@D.ana Wong Yi Bo look back when the girl Mumbled something to see the girl sleeping. He sigh and drove to his house. Once he arrived he pick her up and want to his room and lied her down on his bed and cover her. "Sleep well" he kissed her forehead.

@Godfrey Gao Taking an use of a small break with no customers with orders he decided to give his time to Godfrey who seemed to be the only one guy along the bar worthed any attention. He was at least the most sober one.
"I guess spending all day on working with computer and sitting on a comfortable chair isn't as delightful as it seems to be", he said leaning to the counter.

@Nichkhun "Thanks," Godfrey said, smiling politely at the bar tender he had seen a couple times here. "And yeah, it was a long day you could say. Paperwork flying out of my and all," he hummed, taking a rather large gulp of his beer. It tasted nice, cold and fresh and he couldn't help but smile as he set it back down on the coaster.

@Godfrey Gao He laid glasses on a silver tray waiting for the nexy order which came out really fast. He was humming a song which DJ was playing when he spotted a familiar face close to the bar. He knew the guy so even a smile on Khun's lips was neither polite nor forced. Just friendly one.
"Busy day, huh?", he asked lokking at Godrey and taking beer mug which he quickly filled with a fresh cool beer. "Here you are", he said serving him his order.

@Nichkhun Godfrey had had a long day at work. Usually he went home to wind down, taking in the nature surrounding his home and playing with his new dog, but instead he found himself here. He had meant to bring along some of his colleagues but instead he had come alone, taking a spot at the bar and sighing, running his hand down over his face and along the line of his chin speckled with stubble that was permanently marked on his face. "Beer please," he called to the bar tender.

He often got bored at his work. How long it took him to meet boredom? Well, it depended on customers who he had to serve. Today, however, there was a small party with crowd of young people with fondness of alcohol. He was doing drinks after drinks so he really didn't have time to think about monotony of this job. He had rolled up sleeves of his black smart shirt before he started drying freshly washed glasses off.

@Wong Yi Bo She tugged on the oversized jeans under her dress and wrapped her arms around herself, staring out the window and mumbling her address. She was tired and weary and just wanted to sleep and pretend like this night had never happened.

@D.ana ????

@Head Admin⟡Alice⟡ ((Okeiokei))

@Amber ((I'll reply on your wall then~))

@Head Admin⟡Alice⟡ ((good idea :3 ))

@Amber ((Do you suppose we should move this party to walls?))

@Head Admin⟡Alice⟡ "If you say so, babe." She chuckled lowly and let her hand trail down to Alice's chest, sneaking inside the robe. She caressed her s softly, using her fingertips to give her chills.

@Amber "As far as you want to take it." Alice whispered, smiling and sighing happily, tipping her head to the side. "We don't have to go all the way tonight if you don't want to? I don't mind." She would be the first to admit that she was nervous, unsure of herself. But she knew she wasn't the only girl Amber had been with, or would be with in the future. There were others, and that was okay, Alice was just going to be one of many for Amber, that thought actually comforted her a little bit.

@Head Admin⟡Alice⟡ "Of course," she said, standing up. She grabbed Alice under her legs and carefully carried her into her bedroom. "How far do you want this to go?" Amber lays Alice on the bed and kisses her neck tenderly.

@D.ana Yibo get out of the car and come back with jeans for women. He entered the driver seat and turn back to give the girl the jeanc "wear these" he said and start the car "tell me where is your house"