Some time to kill (anyone)

[snl2]

Lauren found herself staring at the bottom of her glass, so far her plans had backfired on her, no tag titles, no Rose title, 4 losses to her name 5 if you counted the battle royal. So far the only plan she had that hadn't backfired was being a source to relieve Scarlett's frustration, it seemed to have worked but came at a price, bruises and scratches were the least of her worries. Lauren then cradled her side, her ribs hurting she didn't think that they were broken but they were sore. Alcohol numbed it slightly but she had probably had too much already, she swayed in her seat disoriented as her vision had become blurred

"This place isn't that bad? It's good actually! BARTENDER ANOTHER ONE PWEASE"

Lauren said as spun around on the chair, and almost falling off

"Ooops, that would have been silly!"

[Tank]

-as tank saw lauren at the bar he walked over seeing her spinning in her chair he looks at the bartender-

make that two please put it on my tab

-the bartender replys-

you got it sir-

-tank grabs both of the drinks and hands one to lauren-

hey,ruff night?

[snl2]

Lauren takes the drink and continues to sway on the bar stool, she raises the glass and nearly all of the drink flies out. Then she goes to drink it and thinking that the amount there is suspiciously low

"Well, it just got rougher... Are you sure you filled this glass. Either that or I'm so drunk that I don't know how much I am drinking"

Lauren hiccups, and covers her mouth as she tries to subdue them, she loses her balance and falls off the school. Tank looks a little embarassed for her as she climbs slowly back onto the stool

"You know, that hurt"

Lauren rubbed her side

[Tank]

-tank helps her up-

ok i think you had enough,bartender can i get some coffe.

-tank puts the glass cup on the table and the bartender replys-

shore thing comen right up

-tank looks at lauren and grabs the cup of coffe-

here have some of this for a while.

-before giveing lauren the cup of coffe tank blows on it to cool it down he then puts it on the cowner for lauren to drink-

[snl2]

"Coffee?"

Lauren looks at Tank and shakes her head, she is grateful for his assistence in parking her rear safely on the stool and getting her balanced just right on it. Though her drink is wrong she cannot help but smile

"I asked for a hennessy!"

The woman knew what she wanted though Tank probably had the right idea in trying to sober her

[Tank]

-tank smiles-

ya i changed your drink you were alittle to drunk there well you still are.

-tank laughs for a bit-

so i finaly found you,you need to get some sleep and by the look of how you are your not fit to drive.

[snl2]

"I am too fit. How dare you question my fitness, why I can run all day. Bet I'm faster than you... Even if I am too drunk to drive, I am not too drunk to race you on foot..."

Lauren stands up swaying a little getting ready to run

"Come on, I'll give you a headstart"

[Tank]

-tank nods and speaks-

ok first one to your car wins but lets make this intrusting if you win ill buy you another drink and drive you home and fill the gas tank up for you on me,but if i win i get a kiss hows that sound?

[snl2]

Lauren places the keys down on the bar, and gets ready to run. On your marks... 3... 2... 1... THUD Lauren falls flat on her face

"OW!"

Lauren slowly climbs on her knees, a little dizzy from the fall and she looks at Tank just behind her and with a perky tone asks

"Did I win?"

Clearly the fall had effected her concept of time and the decor of the bar, or she was really that drunk that the race just flashed by her in the blink of an I. Not really knowing she stood up and begin to brush herself down...

[Tank]

-tank laughs for a moment and then helps lauren up and takes one arm of hers and puts it over tanks shoulder-

ya you won the race guess you won the bet

-tank looks at the bar tender while holding lauren up and says-

sorry about this can i have a coffe to go please

-the bartender laughs and speaks-

ya shore no problem

-the bartender hands tank a cup of coffe to go tank grabs it and grabs laurens keys while tank is holding up lauren walking to her car he speaks-

so do you live here in the apw tower or hotel?

[snl2]

"I have an apartment across town"

Lauren also had an apartment in the tower but she used it for storing things. Lauren was feeling ready to throw up, she clutched her stomach

"I don't feel so good"

[Tank]

-tank saw lauren holding her stomach and told the bartender to give tank a bicket tank grabed the bucket and held it to lauren-

here i gotcha

-tank holds laurens hair back and rubs her back-

[snl2]

Not a moment too soon as Lauren threw up, there wasn't many "chunks" in the vomit, in fact it was pretty much all liquid as if Lauren hadn't eaten in a while

"Ooh, that smells bad"

Then she threw up again, making those unpleasant sounds that you do whilst vomiting

"I'm sorry"

Lauren took the bucket and head toward the bathroom, whilst in the bathroom she threw up one more time. Then Lauren cleaned herself up and returned to the bar slowly she sat down, water still splashed on her face. She had been told that it made you feel better

"I'm a bit better now, can I get a water?"

[Tank]

-tank ask the bartender for some water to give to lauren the bartender hands him the water to give to lauren-

here you go,you dont look to good maybe you should hed home