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Drugs & candy, @THEA QUEEN
PERMALINK // POSTED ON: Jan 3 2018, 06:25 PM
it; the rush is amazing
There was a small part of Thea that truly felt as though running a club was something that had held a lot of shine in the beginning, but was slowly beginning to lose its lustre the more it dragged on. Being a business owner had given her attention like she had never felt before; everybody wanted to know about her, about the club, about her success... and while that was more than welcome, the actual working part wasn't entirely up Thea's alley. The only reason she continued to show up on the weekends when the club was at its busiest was to party with those that were paying to be occupying that very building...
Really, owning and managing businesses was more up Oliver's alley than Thea's. Perhaps someday when she was a bit older and a hell of a lot more mature she might actually enjoy being in charge of something as fantastically ever-changing as a business, but Thea was missing the excitement that came with having little to no responsibilities. She missed being a rich kid... was that so bad?
Already Thea had done a couple of lines in the staff bathroom, though there was no evidence of such anywhere on her face and Thea had been wise enough to dispose of the bag that the cocaine had come in. sneakily handed to Thea on the dance floor in exchange for a hundred dollar bill shoved into the dealer's pocket.
Oliver would be throwing a fucking fit if he knew that Thea was still using; how many times had he flushed everything she had on her (and in her bedroom) in the last year and a half, as it were? He was wanting so bad to help her through this 'troubled stage' he seemed to be watching her go through, but Thea truly worried that he would admit defeat at some point or another and throw her into some rehabilitation center or another, if only to dust his hands free of her for once and for all.
Making her way behind the bar, Thea had her back turned to the crowds trying to shout their drink orders over the noise of the club as she checked her phone. It was as she turned that she was met with another girl's drink order; one of Thea's eyebrows shooting up in slight surprise. She had yet to be mistaken as a bartender as most everyone that came to Verdant knew who she and her brother were...
There was a very strong possibility that she hadn't been recognized from behind, though. Her face was what stood out to everyone that walked through Verdant's front doors, not the back of her head.
"I'm seriously overpaid if I'm just here to make the drinks..." A small smirk touched her lips as she nodded to the bartender a few feet away from her, busy making what seemed like a hundred other drinks. "He'll get you whatever you'd like, though."
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