Post by Talia Storm on Jul 24, 2013 0:13:30 GMT
The way that booty movin' I can't take no more
Have to stop what I'm doin' so I can pull her close
I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl
Without being disrespectful
Damn girl
Damn, you's a sexy chick
A sexy chick
Damn, you's a sexy chick
A sexy chick
Have to stop what I'm doin' so I can pull her close
I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl
Without being disrespectful
Damn girl
Damn, you's a sexy chick
A sexy chick
Damn, you's a sexy chick
A sexy chick
Lia entered into one of San Francisco's most popular clubs, P3. She had been here a couple times since they moved here, but let's be honest.. What mechanic actually had free time at the beginning of the business? Not the Storms, that was for sure. That didn't mean anything now though, the business was going strong and Lia had just been avoiding the clubs because, well, she didn't have anyone to go with and it was lonely going into a club by yourself. Tonight though, Lia had just gotten fed up with staying in the house with the dogs while they boys were out doing whatever they were doing. She missed the club scene.. Yes, back in Detroit she had been underage... but that didn't mean she wasn't in the clubs... and the few times she was here she remembered the atmosphere was welcoming, and well magical. Descendants of the Charmed Ones actually owned and operated the club, working in it just like their ancestors had done. Lia's mom had actually been a regular here back then and it was one of the reasons WHY the three Storms had moved to San Francisco. And well, of course where ever the Halliwell children were, demons would follow, so where else were three angry witches to move that needed an outlet (i.e. demon killing) move too. After their business had settled down though, well it felt like home already.
The Storm's business was going good, and had magical and mortal clients alike, as well as some of the witches that wanted spelled objects in their car, or a special compartment. They had moved from the house they had rented in the slums of San Francisco to now living in a house that over looked the bay. All of them had adapted to the ocean quickly and each developed their favorite ocean things to do. Beach bunnies they were. Jason loved.. well everything. He got to have his shirt off, women flocked to him. Brett was more reserved and had actually learned to surf from the first moment they got here. He pretty much lived at Montara beach the first moment they got there and continued to do so. Lia, wasn't very friendly with sharks, although she knew she could kill them, but she never went farther into the water without Jason, since he could just spin them around in the water anyone. YES, she could speak to them.. but still! Sharks were sharks and not something she wanted to have a one on eat conversation with.
The reason she had come here tonight though was to check out the crowd, relax after buying three vehicles for the business and prepared for detailing, as well as see if she could find that Sexy Halliwell hanging out again here. From her knowledge he was the middle child, but that brown hair and those eyes just had sucked her in last time. While here too, she might as well as get a drink too, right? She made her way to the bar, passing some couples making out, grinding, and just dancing. Such a collection of people in San Francisco, just like Detroit. It made the move an obvious decision as the cities were alike but different in their own ways. As she seated herself on the stool, she looked around the room, seeing if she could spot him.
No avail. She sighed, didn't think he would have been here. She wasn't one of those guy crazy girls, but hey, she did like her eye candy and it didn't hurt that he already knew her magical world already. That was always the problem with trying to find a significant other if you were a different specie.. THEY may be a different specie as well! She swiveled on her chair, before relaxing against the bar, holding two fingers up to specify she was ready when the bartender had a chance.
Drink of choice... Corona.. obviously. There wasn't anything else!