a little slice of heaven [private] in the dark

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    alright love, here it is!


    bars always held promise for something to arise. a man wanting to forget with the aid of sharp vodka. a group of friends celebrating a birthday with shots of rum and patron. a couple looking to amend am already ruined relationship with a beer and cognac, respectively. and then there were the seemingly regular people, just looking for a break in a glass, or a few bottles of relief.
    phoebe had seen it all, of course. although it was a bar, she hardly ever drank herself. she'd seen the effects enough to be convinced to do otherwise, thus she only watched and served. or if somebody needed talking to, chat.
    not many seemed to talk much to the young bartender, though, unless it was some flirt looking for something more than a drink. when that occurred,she'd smile kindly, throw in a comment before looking down and seeming to be just a cute, shy barista. in reality, by looking down and pretending to have lost her tongue, she would just ignore whoever it was and return to whatever she had been doing.
    luckily for her, not many did so, or not as many as she had seen at regular bars on the rare occasion she went to another one. no, this bar wasn't a regular bar. not in the sense that it was cool or hip, or a gay bar, or something of the other. it was a regular bar, sure, but it was conjoined with a restaurant. not just any restaurant. it was one of those that gave you trouble pronouncing the name, even if you had come multiple times.
    this one happened to be named Boulvardier, and although occasionally simple meals, charged quite a price. even so, the bar provided snacks which drew in the fairly young or fairly old who weren't looking to spend much.


    thus was the bar phoebe worked in, and thus was the environment she spent most of her day in.
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    Mallory Harris


    Mallory or 'Mal' loved studying Chemistry at her state college. When she told people she was a chemistry major a lot of people were impressed about how smart she was but never impressed like you would be if you said if you were going to med school or law school. Mal accepted this after going through quite a few years as a Chemistry major. Maybe her biology minor made her more relatable.


    Mal studied. A lot. She had to to keep up her grades. She even did this during high school, she even skipped prom to study for one of her Advanced Placement tests. She wasnt extremely social at all. Mallory had always been this way, long story short. College had been no different. So Mallory did something very out of her ordinary. She went out to the bar.


    Mallory was old enough to drink, (barely). She didnt drink often though, so when she did drink, it didnt take a lot for her to get drunk.


    Mallory sat down at the open bar and took a deep breath. This felt like a huge step for her, even if she had her school work with her so that she could study if she wanted too. Mallory put her backpack in the spot next to her. She leaned back slightly, to make herself more comfortable. [/fancypost]

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    phoebe served a couple of men their drinks before returning to her station to quickly clean the glasses now empty of their alcoholic drink. rows of drinks faced her, all with labels and brands; types and their names. beside her were the flavors that would accompany any mix she were to prepare; flavored syrups, cut up fruit, you name it. anything to satisfy the customers and keep the name of the restraunt/bar combination intact. as she finished cleaning a few glasses, she turned to check if anybody needed to be served, or have another drink ordered.
    seeing a woman, she approached her and leaned a little against the counter. she was pretty, and young. pheobe guessed near her age. "what can i get you, hon?" she drawled sweetly. the woman seemed of age to drink, or at least phoebe hoped so. judging from the bag, she appeared to still be studying, probably at a college or university. she hadn't seen the young woman before, anyway, so these were just observant guesses. realizing this, she quickly pulled a menu from the small box that held a few of the laminated sheets. "if you don't know yet, you can have a look here." she informed, sliding her the menu. on it held names of multiple drinks and mixes, as well as the usual stuff, and beside them, the strength of the drink. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Mallory Harris


    Mallory looked up at the woman in front of her and at first she didnt know how to answer. Like. At all. She was quite beautiful and besides the fact that she was a little awe struck, she didnt really know what she wanted to order. Mallory didnt drink much at all. So she was a little lost.


    Mallory's eyes scanned the menu infront of her. She realized her hands where in her lap and she must look like a girl that was too innocent for her own good. Her right hand unzipped her bag and her left hand went through her hair and bangs which was a bad habit she had when she was nervous. "Can I just have something not fancy?" She asked, grabbing a book, "Like rum and coke,"


    Easy enough Mallory thought, pushing her book onto to the table but making no effort to open it or look at it. She wanted to socialize! Studying was her back up plan. Maybe she could socialize with the woman infont of her! She seemed nice. [/fancypost]

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    phoebe waited patiently as the woman looked up at her. yup, this girl was a looker, or at least in phoebe's book. now, she wasn't outspokenly attracted to women as much as she was toward men, but she wouldn't deny it. and right now her senses were a little out of it. despite this, she remained a calm exterior as she waited for the woman to order a drink.
    as she adjusted herself and scanned the menu, phoebe watched, trying not to stare. at the order, phoebe gave a nod. "alright, just one sec." she informed, offering another small smile. she then turned back toward the station, grabbing a clean glass. she filled it a little more than half with coke, pulling the cup away from the spout, and then grabbing a bottle of rum and pouring some in. once she finished, she turned back around to slide the girl her drink. judging from it, she figured the supposed student wasn't much of a drinker, or at least not as much as she typically got from party-crazed students that occasionally came in for a drink. either way, she found it kind of cute. that and her mannerisms, and the causality of it.
    seeing a few empty glasses near the girl, she picked the load up. instead of turning to clean them, though, she left them on the counter for her partner to get these. they were just a couple glasses, after all. plus she kind of wanted to get to know the girl.
    "so," she began. "are you studying something?" she questioned, gesturing toward the book lying between them.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Mallory Harris


    Mallory smiled at the girl, taking her glass once it was filled. "Thank you," she said, taking a small drink. She could take a little coke and rum. It wasnt bad at all. She felt like it was more of a light weights drink anyway.


    Mallory didnt think she could ever work in a bar. She just wasnt much of a drinker and couldnt recommend anything. She put her drink down and looked down the bar. The rest of the people looked like regulars. She realized she might stand out here.. not that that mattered to Mal really. In her mind, she was thinking about a chemistry analogy that she realized would be completely too nerdy for anyone here.


    Mal turned her attention to the woman infront of her. Mallory definatly liked girls and had for a while, but she didnt act on it very often at all. She would act on this woman though. She was quite the looker. "Chemistry. Thats my major," She said, now taking another drink, "Im a college student here," she realized that might have been obvious, but it couldnt have hurt. [/fancypost]

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    phoebe nodded as she answered, a little impressed. "chemistry? wow. sound tough, but i'm sure it's nothing for you." she slipped a wink along with the compliment. she didn't mean much by it, but she just slipped it in there from a flirty habit. phoebe herself went to college, but she was on break for the summer. she still worked at the bar throughout the year- the location payed her fairly enough for an apartment- but when she was studying it was to become a medical assistant.
    she wondered if the girl actually went to the same college as her, or at least another one in the city, and was about to ask when another customer called her over for another drink. she made her way over to the man, took his request and skillfully poured his drink. she mixed a few things, adding something here and there, before sliding him his her craft.
    pouring and making was something she took pride in, especially after a year and a half working in the bar. her creations looked both delicious and almost artistic, like it belonged in some magazine. she didn't brag, though, and instead let her customers admire her work and let her be off to attend the next. returning back to her station in front of the girl, she began cleaning the glasses she left. as she did so, she couldn't help but shoot a few glances from over her shoulder at the girl. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Mallory Harris


    Mallory's cheeks had a red tinge to them when she received the compliment. She normally didnt have this problem! She could take compliments.. but coming from her.. It was different somehow. She desperately wanted to flirt back, but found herself tongue tied.


    Mallory let the girl go about her work. She was infact working there and it wasnt fair for Mal to keep her from her job, after all. Mallory cracked open her book. A bar seemed an odd place to study, but the alcohol was already kind of loosing her up. It was whatever to her, a place to study was a place to study.


    Except that she was getting distracted. She kept looking over at the server. She was so beautiful and she couldnt help but imagine kissing her. Kissing her neck, her collarbone, on the bar, on the stools, in the rain, at a football game, and the list went on and on. She had no time for Ionic bonds right now. She wanted to flirt with this girl. Maybe she would come over again if she needed a refill. So Mal began to drink more often and more then just sips. [/fancypost]

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    phoebe finished cleaning the glasses, and began drying them. rag and all. talk about stereotypical barista pose. okay, so maybe she kind of wanted to impress the girl behind her, but it's not like she could just pop up a complicated drink for an invisible person. not to mention it was just a customer. that wasn't to say phoebe couldn't have fun, though. she was usually the one being flirted with, but who said she couldn't be the one doing the flirting? sneaking another glance, she noticed the girl was downing her drink kind of fast.
    she nearly raised an eyebrow, but instead turned. not too quickly, she didn't want to seem like a creeper, and approached the counter once again.
    "need a refill?" she asked, eyeing the glass and then the girl. "judging by how fast you drank it, you either liked it or hated it." she joked, letting humor in to her voice. usually she only left these comments when there were hardly other customers and she wasn't busy, but she made an exception. not to mention the other barista, although less experienced, seemed to be taking care of most of the heavier drinkers. he needed the practice, anyway, so phoebe decided she'd take care of the people closest to her station. namely the girl who was now in front of her. she wished she knew her name, but despite her now flirtatious attitude, she was still a little wary. she wasn't the most social person, anyhow, which sometimes killed her. kind of like now. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Mallory Harris


    Mallory chuckled and nodded "That would be nice," she said, referring to the refill. "But I'd like anything from you" She flirted. Mal, again, wasnt much of a flirter. So she was kinda proud of that one.


    Mallory ran her fingers through her hair again. She looked down at her textbook, but she still had some time to get her homework done later. She wanted to talk to this girl. A typical Work here often? line came into her head. She wouldnt say that though, even if she really wanted too.


    Mallory's eyes stayed on the girl. "My name's Mallory, but most people call me Mal" She told her. Mal closed her book. It was official, she was going to talk to this girl. Flirt with her, get her number. Whatever, it didnt matter. She wanted to get to know her. Homework could wait.


    Mal put her hand under her chin and leaned toward the woman slightly, just so the simple conversation could be slightly more intimate and private. [/fancypost]

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    not quite expecting the flirtatious comment, phoebe blushed and glanced down, although a smile played on her lips. she took mallory's glass, but before she turned to refill it she looked up again. "at your service, hon." she replied, equally flirtatious. she went over to the soda dispenser and dispenses some more coke before adding rum to the beverage once again. this time, though, phoebe handed the glass to the woman instead of just sliding it to her. "pretty name for a pretty girl. nice to meet you, mal. i'm phoebe but you can call me whatever you'd like." she wanted to add 'and whenever', but she decided to wait before giving her number out.
    it wasn't that she had trust issues, but she had just met the girl. not to mention she was the barista and mal was the customer. sure, it was typical to get one or the other's number, but for some reason phoebe wanted to wait. now that she thought about it, this was probably her playing hard to get, or some flirty version of it. whatever it was, she was interested in the girl, and she hoped mallory felt a similar way.
    she quickly tended to somebody else as they took a seat, and nearly sloshed the drink just trying to get back to chatting. almost. she had to calm down about this girl, or she'd end up spilling something. once she finished pouring and serving the drink, she went back to mal. "i've never seen you here before, don't drink often? or is there a better bar with a better barista?" once again, she was joking,but even then she was a tiny bit curious. plus she wanted to talk to this girl. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Mallory Harris


    Phoebe is a nice name, Mallory thought. Mallory raised her eyebrows with interest. "Whatever Id like?" She mused, toying with it in her mind. Something like babe, hun, love She started thinking about it. It did have a nice ring to it didnt it?


    Mallory was quite interested in this girl. She seemed to be about Mal's age and they seemed to be flirting back and forth. So why not? It was nice. She needed someone in her life to actively see and talk too. Besides her roommate that is. Mal wouldnt mind going on some dates either.


    Mallory had to smirk at Phoebe's actions. Mal wanted to talk to her more when she wasnt working! Maybe she could set up a coffee meet up or something. She watched her come back and she smiled at her welcomingly. She wanted to tend to her, it seemed.


    "Dont come often," Mal said, "Not a drinker, Not sure I could find a prettier barista anyway" She flirted. The more she flirted, the easier it started to become. It was pretty awesome. She felt like she was breaking out of her shell a little bit. [/fancypost]

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    Phoebe gave a small nod. "whatever you'd like." she confirmed with a purr. of course, she didn't usually get. Pet names unless it was from a close friend or family member. usually people just shortened her name. but she actually working mind a nickname from this girl. okay, maybe she was kind of getting ahead of herself, but mal did seem to be flirting back. maybe they'd exchange numbers, keep in touch. phoebe wouldn't mind a future date, either. a girl could dream.
    phoebe returned her smile as she leaned against the counter once again. "thought so." she agreed before blushing once again at the compliment. her smile widened a bit. "i'm not much of a drinker either, believe it or not. i have had every combination we serve here, though. part of my job to recommend the good stuff, you know?" which was true, even if phoebe didn't like drinking much. but she had been there a while, which had left her with the chance to try everything. just not all at once.
    maybe she could take a break from the smell of liquor and restaurant food every so often and socialize. okay maybe not socialize, but hang out with somebody. namely somebody like mallory. and maybe do more than hang out. what? she hadn't dated anybody in years. sure, it was probably because she was a little distant from people and not much of a talker, but still. she could get in to the swing of it once again. she was young, afterall. and so was mal. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Mallory Harris


    "The good stuff huh?" Mallory said, grinning at her from ear to ear. Her hand gently brushed against phoebe's arm. Mallory did it on purpose but someone could probably mistake it as an accident. Mallory liked this mutal flirting going on. It made her want to be with this woman.

    "You asked me about school, what about you? Going to school?" she asked. Not that it was a requirement to date her or anything, she was just curious. If they possibly went to school nearby or the same school, they could have nice study dates possibly. Not that they would always study the same things but studying is always better with someone you know.


    Mal looked into her eyes. They were beauitful and enticing. She could watch them all day really. One of Mal's hands stayed and kept her head up, but the other hand stretched across the bar lazily. She was tempted yo ask the girl out, but unsure if she could get a yes or even where to.[/fancypost]

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    phoebe nodded once again. "yup. just let me know if you want to try something new. i'll give you a taste." she offered with a wink. at the moment of contact, phoebe glanced down before looking back up in to mallory's eyes. she could tell that was intentional and just another bit of flirting, but it made phoebe heat up a little inside. something like butterflies, but not quite.
    "yes, actually. i go to [college], I'm studying to become a medical assistant. but i'm on break now." usually people assumed that meant she wanted to become a nurse, but not quite. there was a slight difference there, even if the two careers mingled. deciding to keep the conversation going, she leaned forward a little more, seeing as nobody was really looking to be served. "what about you? what college are you going to?" she asked, letting an arm rest on the counter top, teasingly near mallory's hand. she could hardly believe she was already talking and flirting so much with this woman. usually she reserved conversation with people she already knew and frequented with, and flirting on rare occasion, but she was drawn to her, like a curious moth to a light source. but just like that moth, she'd just flit around, not landing yet. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Mallory Harris


    "Are you on the menu?" Mallory's cheeked heated up at just saying that. She couldn't believe what really came out of her mouth, even if she had meant it. It had slipped. oh well, she figured, Its out there now and your blushing up a storm so she knows Mallory thought.


    Mallory nodded, intreguied by her answer. "I go there too, I'm surprised we haven't run into each other before to be honest" she said. "Im getting a biology minor, so maybe we had a bio class together at one point," she said with a soft smile, "I would like to think I would remember a face like yours though, " she added.


    Mallory smirked at her action of being close to her hand. She quite liked it, it was a little bit of teasing but hey, it worked. The bar didn't seem too busy so she didn't feel like she was intruding or taking her away from her work. Mallory was quite enjoying the girl before her.


    Mal looked over at her bag and then looked back at Phoebe. She found it just so interesting that they went to the same school! Granted the bar was in the area, but still. [/fancypost]

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    phoebe's cheeks immediately warmed at the question. sure, she had provoked it, but she didn't expect an answer like that to accompany it. that was some serious flirting, but for some reason she didn't mind. in fact, she wanted to give a reply of her own. "no, but maybe i can make an arrangement." she answered smoothly, trying to ignore the heat in her cheeks. at least phoebe knew that mal was definitely interested, and for once she didn't mind. loosening up did pay off a bit afterall.
    a bit of surprise was hinted in phoebe's face as she confirmed that they went to the same college. "oh really? i guess studying just dulls our attention. glad to know we go to the same school, though. maybe we can see each other on campus on time." she suggested. not exactly a date, but kind of an invitation. kind of. phoebe heard her name being called again as someone else waves her over to be attended. "[/b]sorry, just a moment.[/b]" she stated before moving away to serve another drink. as she walked away, though, she put a bit of a swing to her hips. sure, it attracted attention, but who was going to complain? as she prepared the drink, she also made a point to throw some looks back at mal until she returned back to her spit a few moments later. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Mallory Harris


    Mallory nodded, "That would be nice," she said. Mallory's cheeks still burned slightly from the comment she made herself. She was glad she had an answer back. This was nice, like she thought before. She didn't have women actively flirting with her at all. So this was a nice change.


    Mallpry watched her as she walked off. Everything about her was nice. Her voice, her hair, hey eyes, hey body. It made Mal happy. The flirting, that is. Mal could see themselves in a relationship and she hoped Phoebe could see the same.


    Mallory watched Phoebe come back and she smiled at her. She was a nice girl. "Do anything besides tending a bar?" she asked with a chuckle.[/fancypost]

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    phoebe grinned. the girl's blush was cute, she almost wanted to stroke the girl's cheek. Of course, that would've been a bit much in phoebe's opinion, or at least she thought so. she didn't want to scare the girl off, anyhow. she then gave a small shrug. "what can i say? just this and the usual. i work here most of the day and some nights, go home when i'm not out or going to school." now that she heard herself say it, it was a lot more boring than she thought. sure, she knew her life wasn't exactly a thrill, either, not that she was that interested in the lifestyle, but it was so... plain. maybe she should go out more.
    okay, she knew she should go out more, but she didn't socialize so much. when she was out, though, she was at the park, or somewhere near nature. "i like going outside and look out at whatever is there in the park." she found herself saying out loud, not realizing until it was already out.
    ugh, now she'd look weird. she hoped that mallory wouldn't pay too much attention to that, otherwise phoebe might as well grab a bottle and take a seat by the group of near-passed out drunks in the corner. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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    Mallory Harris


    Mallory smiled at her first answer. She felt like she was talking to herself a little. "I don't go out very much," she mentioned to her, "I study a lot," She realized that was quite obvious, but whatever. Mallory knew she didn't have to party to be interesting. Her mother preached that she could do anything she wanted and find a person that loves her for her. Maybe Phoebe felt that way too, or at least be that person. That was a little ahead of the time though.
    Mallory smile turned more into a grin when she said her second comment. Phoebe was so interesting herself. "What do you like to see?" Mal asked her. I like to people-watch sometimes when I need a break from my studies," Mallory told her. Mal would be honest with her, no reason for lying really.[/fancypost]