Olivia

Olivia was probably the least enthusiastic of the group to start dancing and enjoying herself. The whole scene brought back memories of her past gigs and while this bar was rougher and seedier than the city venues she had played, there were a lot of similarities. The gradual rising volume and rowdiness of the patrons, the leering stares, the undercurrent of animosity that seemed to bubble away just beneath the good natured veneer of the crowd.

When Kelly grabbed her arm and pulled her onto the small area by the jukebox however, Olivia couldn't refuse. She downed her drink and did her best to play along, dancing with her friends. A few drinks later and she was picking tracks herself, singing along to an old Heart classic with the girls, not realising she was getting a little too into it and attracting quite a lot of attention. Needing a break and on a high after the performance, Olivia headed outside for a vape, grinning to herself as she fantasised about getting up in front of this crowd and wowing then with a real show. She knew enough rock songs to put a set together for this kind of audience. Perhaps that would be different... maybe she could be a cool rock chick.

As she sucked on her vape staring up at the night sky above the quiet parking lot, a cloud of strong smelling smoke wafted over her - the unmistakable stink of weed. She turned toward the source, nodding to the dark figure several yards away.

"Fine set-a pipes ya got there love. Don't often hear a voice like that in this place." said the man, his voice soft and slightly reedy.

"Oh, ahh... thanks. Sorry, I got a bit carried away." Olivia responded, a shy smile playing on her lips. She couldn't make out much of the man from where she stood, but as he stepped closer, holding out the joint to her in offering she determined he was older, bearded and slightly stocky. He moved closer, the joint now wafting across her and she noted his thick, stubby fingers as he held it out to her.

Olivia was no stranger to weed, she had survived on it in her college years - a perfect way to wind down after her stressful days of studying and long nights of shift work. Already on a high, the thought of getting a little stoned appealed to Olivia, it would be nice to chill out a bit and really let go with the girls tonight. She didn't want to be the stick in the mud, ruining everyone else's fun, after all.

Yet, as she looked from the noxious smelling joint to the grizzled looking stranger, she couldn't help but feel hesitant. He looked harmless enough, but a girl could never be too careful.