brutal.

Fallon hadn’t been back in New York long – about a week, at the most. A small part of her missed the west coast – especially her mother – but being back in the city had her feeling back in her element. She’d booked a couple of photoshoots, and gotten Birdie re-accustomed to life in New York. Her daughter was with Bradley for the day, leaving Fallon with more free time than she was used to. The model found herself in LUX, perched at the end of the bar. Clubs in Los Angeles were nice, sure, but it paled in comparison to the vibe that her brother’s club held. A smile ghosted across her features as the woman approached. “Oh, I’ve only been back in town for about a week.” She commented quietly before leaning in and untucking her long locks from behind her ear, forming a curtain across the profile of her face. “I need a favor, Zola.”

“I don’t even know what you see in Los Angeles, anyway, too many celebrities” she comments, pouring a drink for someone down the bar, smiling as politely as she can muster before focusing her attention back on the model. “I’m not the one who does favors, that’s your brother”,  she reminds the girl, because the deals with the devil schtick is still Etienne’s thing, and she’s not about to intrude on that, nor would she want to, he’s got a lot of weird little things he does, and she’s been around awhile, she knows some of the consequences. “But I’m sure he’ll be around soon if you want anything official” 

where → LUX nightclub, new york city.

when → night time

Now that Etienne is back, Zola spends more time training with clients at her gym than she does at the bar, except for tonight, because a few extra hands are needed.  There’s tons of conversation going on around her, too much, which is why she prefers her one on one sessions at the gym, or fighting when it comes to the other business, but still, she shakes, and then pours drinks for a rowdy bachelorette party.  They tip well, so she gives them a heavy pour of their very brighlty colored drinks.  She switches to the opposite end of the bar, wiping her hands on a bar napkin she raises an eyebrow “well, well, well, it’s been awhile since I’ve seen your face around here. What can I get you?”