(Is this an open RP? If not, I can delete.)<br/><br/>Drew was sitting on a bar stool between two young men who were holding really noisy conversations with the women next to them. He didn't mind though that he wasn't included—after all his so called friend had abandoned him there. He sipped his appletini in silence and swung his slender legs childishly, but carefully enough to not accidentally scuff his white pointed leather shoes. Secretly he felt under-dressed and wondered how the doorman had allowed him to enter in a simple white polo and light washed, distressed, skinny jeans. Josh had said it was fine, wherever he had disappeared to...<br/><br/>He checked his watch again but it had already been thirty minutes and Josh hadn't replied to his text message. Annoyed, Drew finished off his drink and pushed it toward the bartender. He flung his head back in annoyance and took a heavy breath. There wasn't any sense waiting longer. Surely Josh had made off with someone. Giving up, Drew swiveled in his seat and slid off the stool. He scanned the rest of the club to see if there was anyone he possibly knew or if anything was worth staying for. Perturbed, he stuck his hands in his pockets and headed toward the restroom before making his exit. On his way he passed the rest of the bar and noticed a sullen brunette sitting by her lonesome. Feeling socially awkward especially after being ditched, he eyed her without a word and backtracked to an empty stool a few seats away.<em>I wonder what her story is,</em>Drew rested his chin in one of his palms and continued to watch her out of the corner of his eye.