callipygos: (from the seafoam)
Aphrodite Dionaea ([personal profile] callipygos) wrote2013-09-28 11:42 pm

seattle, wa - 2013

There's a chill seeping into the air, and a fog drifting down from the mountains, and everywhere in this city, people look out at the damp streets and roll their eyes over the sudden absence of summer.

On this particular night, at a lone stool in a darkened bar, there sits a woman with hair as golden as a sunrise.

Her drink is mostly water by this time. People turn to look at her, men and women both, but even the men seem to know not to speak to her. There is a stage taking up one end of the space, on which a girl in blood-soaked white is doing a slow striptease.

The burlesque is pretty good tonight. With Stephen King as source material, Aphrodite wasn't quite sure what to expect, but she thinks the girl dancing Carrie is doing a lovely job. It's hard to be sexy when covered in pig's blood.


... At least, unless your significant other is into that.

Meanwhile, the ice in her glass continues to melt.
2020sight: (Now that's interesting.)

[personal profile] 2020sight 2013-09-29 07:05 am (UTC)(link)




A large hand lands on the bar next to her.

"Hey, John, one Manhattan for me and one whatever this lady's drinking."