issa anderson

NOAH ABRAMS:

“If anyone is showing anyone off, it’s me showing you off.” Noah replied just as teasingly. His eyes scanned the line that they bypassed easily to get into the club. The music was loud, his hand unlaced from hers as he moved it to the small of her back. He leaned in a little bit to hear her over the music, smirking a bit that she was already starting to dance a tiny bit. He nodded then motioned to the bar. His hand stayed on her back, keeping her close as they walked along the outside of the dancing crowd toward the bar.

There was an open spot at the bar that he quickly took for them and a few moments later the bartender came up to them to get their drink order. Noah ordered a zombie and then looked at Issa, moving at of her way so she could give her own order. The bartender made the drinks quickly, Noah grabbed his and took a a quick sip. “Here’s to not being boring for a night.” He said with a laugh, giving cheers before taking a real drink. It had been far too long since they had properly gone out, there were a few times he was out with his friend but even then he had definitely toned it down. Tonight he was not going to do such a thing, he was going to have as much fun as he could with his girlfriend.

ISSA ANDERSON:

Issa enjoyed moving through the crowd with Noah, one of her hands laced through his, the other one of his hands on her back as they dodged people so they could get to the bar. Issa ordered her normal whiskey sour, before turning back to Noah once the waiter slid the drinks in front of them. “Cheers to that,” Issa said with a laugh, taking a big sip and wincing a little. “Strong,” she said with a shudder, leaning back against the bar and looping a finger from her free hand through one of Noah’s belt loops, tugging him a little closer to her.