<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b9/12/b6/b912b65afa67d5dd3d90994c8172a94b.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Sophia Thomson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=293586.msg14406317#msg14406317)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>20:50, Sunday, June 1st<br/><strong>Where:</strong>The Lanai<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Working... Kind of<br/><strong>Content Rating:</strong>Light<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>If Sophia received a reply from Kat, she didn't hear it. Having straightened a moment before, she caught sight of a familiar face which suddenly fired off every alarm in her body and effectively made her feel as if she were momentary paralyzed. Her green eyes widened and watched the dark-haired man as he moved through the crowd, her lips parted in surprise, and though his face was handsome it immediately inspired anger in her. What the<em>fuck</em>was<em>he</em>doing here? He shouldn't be here.<br/><br/>At last shaking off the initial shock, Sophia spun on her heel and made a beeline for the bar, her face set hard with a fuming rage. Anyone who knew her wouldn't have called her a volatile woman. On the contrary, she was typically very easy-going, and care-free, but if there was one man who could set her off, it was Rodgrigo; her ex. He was the man she'd moved here for. He'd practically begged her to abandon her studies and to move here with him, only to find out after the fact that she hadn't been the only girl he'd asked to make such a commitment. In fact, there were about 4 or 5 others.<br/><br/>She tried to hold it together, but when she finally wound her way through the crowd and to the side of the bar, Sophia flagged down the nearest bartender and asked for two double shots of tequila; and no, she wasn't sharing. Waiting impatiently, the blonde nervously tugged at the hem of her dress, her eyes shifting about the room as if he would appear out of thin air at any moment as he often seemed to do. The last thing she wanted was to talk to him, but if she knew anything, it was that Rodrigo wouldn't leave without hunting her down.<br/><br/>When the shots were finally placed in front of her, Sophia wasted no time. She threw the first shot back, her eyebrows already drawn together, and only pausing in between to mutter a faint "fuck" beneath her breath, Sophia snatched up the second shot, tossing that down her throat as well. Feeling the alcohol pool in her stomach, not bothering to chase away the sting with limes, the blonde tensed and winced, repeatedly and rapidly slapping her hand lightly atop the bar as she impatiently awaited the burn to subside and the effects to kick in. For a handful of minutes, Sophia decided to hang back in the dark corner where hopefully she wouldn't be spotted, partly to try and regain her composure, and also to hide. She knew if he found her it wouldn't be pretty, and she really couldn't afford to lose this job. Before too long, however, she felt Raj's grasp on her shoulder, his other hand nudging her tray back into her grasp.<br/><br/>"Break's over," he muttered simply, and shooed her back off into the crowd to do her job. Sophia didn't protest, but managed to drag her feet, tucking the tray under her arm as she worked her way around the outside of the room to continue picking up the mess left by guests in their wake. A few minutes passed, and Sophia figured maybe Rodrigo had moved on, or found some other naive woman whose life he could wreck, but as she bent to clear off one of the coffee tables in the lounge area, she heard his smooth voice snaking up the back of her neck.<br/><br/>"I thought I'd find you here." With an annoyed sigh, Sophia dumped a half-full tray on the table and spun around to face Rodrigo, sending a few glasses clattering atop the table and spilling whatever little contents remained. Her eyes trained on him sharply, though when he reached to grab her arm, Sophia snatched it away suddenly.<br/><br/>"Don't you fucking touch me," she hissed, teetering on her heels as she stumbled slightly aside. She managed to regain her balance despite how quickly the alcohol was working it's way through her bloodstream. "What are you doing here?! I already told you I didn't want to see you again." Rather than let the blonde make a scene any more than she already had, Rodrigo attempted again to grab her by the arms, this time succeeding, and guided her off towards a dark and deserted area of the bar. She tried to resist, but ended up tripping over her own feet. Had it not been for his grasp on her, she would have fallen on her ass. Once he brought her to stand again, however, she found her bearings and pressed both her hands to his chest, shoving him away as hard as she could.<br/><br/>"Get the fuck out of here, Rodrigo," she snapped, but she'd merely managed to make him angry. He had never been the type to take 'No' for an answer.