Thread: Demonizing an Angel *(Silvana | Areawin)

Silennia checked her phone, seeing that Korina had texted her. Where r u? Hurry up. Cold. Slim fingers tapped back a response, Waiting for band. She stuffed the phone into her jacket pocket. A chiming noise rose out, and the woman became immediately irritated, pulling the phone out one more time. Ur place. She didn't reply back already knowing that Korina wouldn't have wanted to leave after tonight. It wasn't a big deal she was just tired, and becoming rather irritated she rolled her shoulders. Technically speaking, she was supposed to look appealing until everyone left and it was just Damien and the other servers -- but she didn't care. Cracking her fingers, then her neck, she smiled as a few of her coworkers settled near her. Sasha was a natural strawberry blonde-- more red in her hair that Korina's own ginger. It was questioningly dyed, yet never changed even a single hue. Sorry about bailing out on you, she said, turning toward Silennia. The sapphire-eyed girl didn't bother looking her way. She was too busy being irritated at everyone in particular, almost glaring toward the band. It was almost an hour after closing time, since there were some particularly rowdy girls tonight. Sasha was about to wave her hand in front of Silennia's face, until she followed her gaze. Damn, she murmured. He looks yummy. Silennia didn't appear to hear her, which made the other girls around her giggle quietly. That seemed to snap her attention back to them instead of the people on the other side. Damien grinned at Keiran, lifting a brow as he looked down at Mina. He would try again the next day. Fantastic. He turned slightly, motioning for the girls to leave. Silennia sighed in relief, hopping down from the stool and heading toward the door. Ah-ah-ah, Damien called. All of the girls turned, but Silennia was sneaking behind them. Silennia, he said loudly, and turned toward the band, will help with anything you need. Oh, bullshit! She shoved through the girls, who stared at her as if she had just set off a bomb. I'm tired. Exhausted. What could they possibly need? I'm not getting paid to help in finding hotels or whatever the fuck else it is you want me to-- He cleared his throat loudly, smiling at her with a dark shimmer in his eyes. She pressed her palm against her forehead, and the other girls slowly crept out. Korina could be heard demanding where Silennia was. There were quiet murmurs before the door flew open and the ginger stomped in, tugging on Silennia's arm. Let's go . Give them my number, then, Silennia snapped. She tightened her scarf. She turned, but paused to look back at them. I dare you to call if it isn't an emergency. That was it she was out the door. Although it only took a few minutes to walk back to the apartment, Korina flagged a taxi. They were both slow climbing the stairs into the tiny place having a difficult time figuring out which key would open the door. Korina eventually took it from her, muttering something beneath her breath and opening the door. They removed their jackets and hung them up, Silennia kicking off her heels lazily before going into the bathroom to shower. Nearly a half hour later, Korina opened the bathroom door to peek in the black-haired of the two standing in a robe, drying her hair. I checked on your dad, the ginger said softly. This earned a weary smile from the other. Put water next to his bed, and turned the thermostat up. It's supposed to get down into the single digits tonight. Silennia nodded, changing into her pajamas before going into the livingroom to unfold the couch into a bed. Usually she kept it as a couch, but when Korina stayed over, she made sure there was room for two. It wasn't the most comfortable thing either of them slept on, by far, but it was a place to sleep nonetheless. For now, Korina was in the shower, so Silennia decided to pour both of them rum and cokes propping pillows against the back of the couch that served as a sort of headboard to sit up against, using the remote to flip through some channels. Eventually she reached over to put her phone's ring setting on medium, so that if someone did call, she was able to answer it. Damien did as she said and handed first Mina the number, then Keiran. He was more reluctant to give it to Keiran, but he seemed to be a part of the group in his own way. No more words were passed making sure they exited and seeing to it that someone was going to be there later during the day to clean up. It was a simple process.