Post by sparrow maeve faust on Jun 13, 2014 12:53:58 GMT -5
Karaoke night with two thirds of the Trio of Posh, and Sparrow was fashionably late as usual. Things had been so horrible for a while, that she still couldn't believe she was able to have some of it back. Some resemblace of a beautiful relationship that she was able to have back. Scott made her smile, he brought back the happiness in her life that was sorely lacking when Orion left her. Sparrow never knew that things could be so perfect, but they finally were.
She left some food out for Ryot and kissed the top of the pitbull's head. She finally managed to move out of the bedroom above the Leaky Cauldron. With some help from Rome and Gus, she moved into a new apartment in Brooklyn. A beautiful place with a lots of windows and even a back patio to enjoy her coffee on. The simple pleasures of life. She thought that she would never be able to have a life after the miscarriage, but it was slowly getting there. She wasn't exactly sure where she stood with Scott, but she liked spending time with him. She enjoyed being with someone who was just a bundle of energy, especially when she needed it the most.
When she was content with how she looked in the mirror, she made the short trip from her apartment, to the local karaoke bar that she had spent many drunken nights with Nera. She had sent the location to her friends, hoping that they wouldn’t know the establishment beforehand and ruin the fun for her. Gypsy Moth was a very popular karaoke bar that happened to be well known for their popularity within the drag queen community. If Sparrow was going to have to deal with telling her brother that she was sorta dating his best friend, there was no doubt in her mind that she would do it while surrounded by drag queen divas belting their hearts out to a Mariah Carey chart topper.
Sparrow walked into the bar, smiling at the owner, a fabulously dressed queen named ZhaZha LaHore who Sparrow had spent many nights getting drunk with and singing her heart out with.
“Zazzie!” Sparrow called, hugging the sequined diva. “Zazzie my love,” she asked slinging her arm around the broad shoulder of her friend, “have you seen two completely straight men absolutely cursing my name?”
ZhaZha pointed her in the correct direction with a laugh, earning a pat on the butt from Sparrow as she walked towards the couch curved into a C shape, facing the stage. Scott and Booker looked out of place, and Sparrow loved it.
“Hello boys, been waiting long?”
[tag: booker tiberius faust & @scotthartley]