We All Roll Along

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.

They both definitely liked to party, it was how they first started hanging out, and in the past couple months that had changed, choosing to spend time in with each other rather than going out. As they stood there at the bar, listening to the music and working on their drinks, Issa was more and more glad that they decided to come out. It was a nice change from their normal routine, and it had been way too long since she had gone out dancing. “Every girl in this vicinity is checking you out right now,” Issa said with a raise of her eyebrow, sipping from her drink again. “I feel like I need to mark my territory,” she teased, still holding onto Noah’s belt loop.

NOAH ABRAMS:

Noah took a drink and raised an eyebrow at Issa when she mentioned hers was strong. “Losing your touch babe? Too strong for you?” He teased as she tugged him, causing him to inch closer to her. They stayed at the bar for a while as they drank and enjoyed each other company. He hadn’t even noticed the people around them until she said something. He looked around and saw that she was right, a lot of girls were looking their way but there were some guys too, looking at her. 

ISSA ANDERSON:

Issa took the bottle from Noah, flashing him a smile. “Is it too much for you to ask to start stashing chasers in here too? Jeez, No, who do you think I am?” Issa teased, shaking her head at him. Even still, she unscrewed the cap, taking a large swig from the bottle with a grimace. After a second, she handed it over to Noah, the pair passing it back and forth as the car made its way to the place Noah had decided on. Issa turned back to him at the sound of his voice, squeezing his hand in return. “Same. It’s a nice change. Plus, I get to show you off, which is always a perk,” she murmured, winking playfully.

The car pulled up to the curb, Issa and Noah climbing out, Issa taking care to make sure her skirt was pulled down. They laced hands, walking towards the club and slipping past the line - Noah always knew someone. “Bar first?” Issa called, raising her voice to be heard over the music, her hips moving slightly in time with the music, feeling her excitement about being out growing.

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.