Standing by the long line of people waiting to get inside, as well as a very tall and wide bouncer, was Matt. He was possibly one of the shortest men there, only about 5’6”, but he stood out by the sheer vibrancy of the colors he wore. His vest was lined with glowing neon tubing, and despite the cold, all he wore under it were two layers of long sleeved mesh tops, both of which ended in finger gloves. His pants were tight and vinyl, and he wore a pair of steel toed boots with them. His face was decorated with smokey black eyeshadow, with blue glitter, as well as midnight blue lipstick.
After ruffling the hair that had grown where it had previously been shaved on his head for his mohawk, he glanced up, spotting a girl who was more than likely the girl Tabby had asked him to greet at the door. Dawning a half smile, he walked over. “You must be Amara, then? Tabz wanted me to meet you at the door. Our bouncer can be a bit grumpy.” He didn’t offer out a hand, as it was an extremely rare thing for him to do. He didn’t quite like reaching out to people, and usually kept his hands to himself, especially with those he was on uncertain terms with. “Let’s get you inside, then.” he spun around, giving a quick gesture for her to follow.
He smiled at the bouncer, saying “She’s with me, that one.” pointing to Amara. The bouncer gave Amara a quick glance over, and nodded, stepping out of the way. There were a few audible moans from people in the line. As usual, the music was loud, and the bass was pumping to the beat of an amazing techno song Matt loved, but could never remember the title of. He pointed around the bar, shouting over the music, “She’s right there on stage, miss miss.”
Only an hour and a half into her shift and Tabitha was definitely sure of two things, maybe three. The first one was that this was probably the most fuckin’ fun she ever had working anywhere. She would have never thought that she would ever be paid for any kind of dancing she ever did. Not only that but this was the easiest job she had ever done. It was more than simple to just turn off her brain and lose herself in the sound of the music—let her body do what the beats told her to instead of having to try and figure out some strenuous packing/shipping numbers. The crowd..her “customers” were also cheering and following in her lead instead of screaming at her for getting their order wrong or whatever menial task they had demanded from her. She was pretty good at this. The second thing was that she was fucking thirsty. Out of her 20 years of living she was sure she never felt like she had swallowed a whole legion of deserts, even with her worst hangover it was a mere one or two deserts swallowed. The third thing she realized was that she fuckin’ loved Mattie for hooking her up. She could totally kiss the boy and right as she was swaying her hips to the newest mix of some already mixed song he was picking up her girl for her.
Well, not her girl. Not yet, but Tabitha day dreamed about it constantly and in her minds eye, Amara Aquilla was her girl. Somehow between all her pulsating movements to the music she was able to keep a steady gaze upon the crowd; constantly watching for any sign of the Brazilian cutie she invited out today. There was still no sign of her, just the normal multi-colored glittering techno-ravers. Then it was like magic, Tabby twirled, twirled back and there she was standing amidst the crowd. She stuck out in her black clothing but even if she didn’t, Tabitha would have been able to pick her out easily and right away.
Tabitha’s heart raced just a bit faster then and she grinned. For the last few minutes of this song she was determined to jam out—she always felt the need to show off for the smaller girl and that’s exactly what she did. She put all of her stored up, explosive energy into the rest of her dance ending in a boom—quite literally—to the last bass drop of the electronic music. Whoopsie daisy, she hoped Skid wouldn’t mind the extra pyro-kinetic special effects. She shot her boss an apologetic ‘my bad’ expression before pointing down in the crowd with an eager fashion and he shoo’d her off with an eye roll. Granting him a thankful thumbs up she jumped from her spot and began her journey through the crowd of people, seriously wishing she was moses at the moment. Another girl had already taken her place by the time she reached Amara.
“Yo Amara, Chickie! You’re lookin’ hot tonight~” Tabitha shouted over the rise of the next song with a wink and threw her arms around the tanner girl, squeezing her tight before letting her go with a chuckle “Shit I’m totally covered in sweat, sorry! Was it easy to get in, Mattie got you right? I’m friggin’ thirsty as fuck c’mon” She then had her hand around the girls wrist and lead her to the quieter part of the club—the bar. She requested a water and turned to Amara “What do you want? You can get anything remember?” Tabz grinned, twisted off the cap and downright chugged half the bottle in five seconds. She was right, fuckin’ thirsty as all hell.