Striking the que ball with the stick the pool balls scattered, not really going in, but King was not good at this game. Peering up from the table he spotted a familiar face walk in the door. Setting the pool stick down he decided to go say hello. Picking up his beer he noted the odd looking guys, he raised an eyebrow, not guys...vampires follow her in. Here he thought tonight was his night off.
Sliding into the chair next to her, King slipped his arm around her shoulder. Giving her a wink he raised his voice enough to make sure he was heard. "Hey beautiful, miss me?"
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Date: 2006-04-05 12:18 am (UTC)From:Sliding into the chair next to her, King slipped his arm around her shoulder. Giving her a wink he raised his voice enough to make sure he was heard. "Hey beautiful, miss me?"