★ 03 [Video] Oh FML

[mightbeconcussed]

[The camera shows a very pouty girl. She's sitting in front of the coffee shop with a frappachino, chin resting in her hand and a pout firmly fixed on her face]

This morning I fell in the shower and hit my head. I think I could be concussed but I'm not sure how you tell. I got to work, spilled coffee all over my shirt and then made like six orders wrong. One guy yelled at me and then threw his coffee at me when I yelled back.FML

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[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

Dragons, unicorns, and dinosaurs, oh my.

Well, the caveman club was kind of a pun, but the rest are, yeah. I mean, we have normal type clubs too, but if you want to do a weird theme club, they have those.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Of course. Only in bizarro world.

Well duh themed of course. I might want to live out my Edward Cullen fantasies.

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

I sort of think less of you if you actually have Edward Cullen fantasies. But I do know a relatively safe vampire bar.

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Sorry Sammy. I have lots of Cullens in general not to mention wolfpack fantasies. In fact my fantasy life is really varied. You're just gonna have to think less of me.

Whatever you're comfortable with.

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

Well, okay, I guess I can deal with that.

Just regular club for now.

[ooc: Action it, log it, or assume it?]

[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Sounds like fun to me.

[ooc: action spam for the win?]

[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

I'll see you in a few hours then.

[ooc: Works for me!]

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

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<small[A few hours later finds Lucy in the lobby of her building wearing a pair of jeans and a tank top with the four inch Loubs she arrived wearing. She's not dressed up terribly and it's a little unsettling for her but her night has been a disaster so it's time for things to get better already.]</small>

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[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

[Sam is there not too long after midnight, opting to take the Jag out so that Lucy doesn't have to wait too long. He's in jeans, a t-shirt, and a sport coat. Clubbing isn't really his scene so he's just going with casual dress. Pulling up outside her place he got out of the car and headed into the lobby.]

Hey there.

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[Lucy starts toward the door with a smile and waves. She leans in to kiss him on the cheek, her hand going to his shoulder.]

Nice to see you in person.

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[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

[Sam flushed a bit at the kiss but smiled at her.]

Nice to see you too. And that you made it through your FML day.

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Alive, well and heels unbroken. Which was my real concern of course.

[She does a little twirl at that, facing him again with a smile]

And I see you found your clothes.

[She has to tease him a bit about it]

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[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

[Sam tried real hard not to stare as she spun around.]

Yeah, imagine that. At midnight they suddenly decided to stay on me, which I wasn't so sure would happen.

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[And she'd be quite upset about the lack of staring if she knew about it. Attention whore? Why yes. She prefers Princess though]

That would make this outing more problematic.

[She holds her arm out to him]

Shall we go?

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[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

[Sorry, but Sam's best friend is an actual princess. There will probably be more staring as the night goes on though.]

Well, you'd probably have to find someone else to take you out. And yeah, we can go, the club isn't far from here, especially if we drive.

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

See! Problematic.

[So is Lucy. In her own mind. She won't mind either way.]

Oh yay! I think I miss cars. I know my feet do.

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[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

[Sam lead her over to the side of the Jag and opened the door for her.]

Well, you're in luck that I have one.

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Joy!

[She slides into the passenger side very lady like with a murmured thanks then rests her head back against the seat]

Oh leather interior how I've missed you.

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[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

[Oh to be a leather seat. Sam started up the car and headed towards the club.]

It seems like a small luxury, but it's kind of hard to go back to anything else, isn't it?

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

Totally. You don't realize how much cloth seats chaff until you've gotten used to leather.

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[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

[Sam nodded.]

I know, my best friend back home, Bee, has the most comfortable seats you've ever felt.

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[That has Lucy looking over at you giving you an 'are you crazy' look]

Your best friend is a car? A little anti-social are we, Sammy?

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[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

[Sam, suddenly realized how that sounded.]

No, no, no. He's not a car. Okay, he is, technically, but he's also a robot. A sentient alien robot named Bumblebee from the planet Cybertron. Who has a humanoid and a car form.

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[mghtbconcussed.livejournal.com]

[Give her a second]

Okay, considering I've been kidnapped by aliens I don't know why I'm wtf-ing at that and yet...

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[not-so-smooth.livejournal.com]

No, no, I get it. Because I look like a normal guy. I mean, above average and with washboard abs, sure, but just a totally normal guy. So if a normal guy can have a crazy, alien robot car best friend, what's normal, right?