They Call Me Liv

Well, practice makes perfect. And great stories!

Believe me, I have plenty of stories. Some more rated R than others.

That’s actually kinda cool. What do you play? Maybe, but Ladies’ Night is on Thursdays… Not that I hang out there regularly or anything. You don’t seem like the kind to pussy out easily, so you must have been drinking pretty hard-out to get to that state.

Well, I know where I'll be Thursday. I play the guitar and come in as another lead vocalist. My alcohol tolerance is weird, one minute I'm fine, next I'm passed out on the sidewalk.

Performance? Did you lot go to a strip club or something? I didn’t pick you as the type. I suppose I wouldn’t either. Unfortunately, I spent my evening getting high in my parents’ basement and passing out in the middle of The Notebook.

No, I'm in a band with a few boys I grew up with. But I'm sure a strip club would have been the next destination if I hadn't been a wuss and gotten light headed by the end of the evening.

I’m always the DD! The designated drinker! I have a great smoothie combo I can make you to help sure that. 

Ugh, anything. Sucks being the only girl in a band of guys and not be able to hold down my liquor. 

I’ve found that alcohol in general is pretty fantastic, haven’t you?

After a great performance, and not having to worry about driving you and your ever drunker friends home, I wouldn't mind a beer or two...or ten. Oops.

Any kind of party is better with a drink.

Lucky me, I didn't get the short straw and had to be sober for the drive home. Unlucky me, I know I will be having a hangover in the morning.

Oh, you play? Cool, I do too!

Oh, yay! Somebody who plays, and is funny.

Girls like me?

Really pretty ones, they get me nervous I guess.

My pro wresting name is Potato Chip and I’m about to lay the snackdown!

Ah, funny. If only I was that good at jokes. I guess I'll just stick with he guitar.

Is that a subtle way of asking for my number? { she laughs } I’m just kidding, here. { she pulls out a pen from her pocket and gently scribbles it on Liv’s hand. }

Hm, you know me all too well, my dear. I'm usually horrible at asking for numbers, especially from girls like you.

Great. What time is it? And where?

Tonight, six. I can text you the address, if you'd like.

Don’t worry babe, if you ever need a place to stay at then you can always call me and I’m here to help.

Really? Damn. Rita, you may be one of the only straight girls I've talked to that hasn't thought I was hitting on them. Yeah, you defiantly my favorite.

Yeah. I've been living with one of the guys for a while now, hopefully I'll get my own place soon.

I could be the judge of that if you wanted?

I wouldn't mind, lovely.

Awwww cutie! Of course I’m one of them. Hope i’m your favorite!

As of right now, you are my favorite. And again, you're right. The boys don't mind though, they've been there for me, even when my parents kicked me out a few years ago because I came out.