Run Devil Run!

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I ran my fingers through my black hair as I watched the dance floor with amused eyes. I tore my eyes off the people dancing their hearts out and set my eyes on the tall cup of Jack Daniels whiskey that was set beside me by the bartender. I gave him a seductive smile and fished through my pocket, putting a twenty down on the table, muttering to him that he could keep the change. He smirked at me, grabbed his money and went to tend to a drunk customer a couple seats away from me. I wrapped my thin, pale fingers around the glass and brought it up to my lips taking a sip of the alcoholic beverage. I spun around on my bar stool to check what was going on behind me, and my eyes met a familiar pair of chocolate brown eyes. I stuck my pierced tongue out at him then turned back around when I saw him get up. I got up and hid myself in the crowd of dancing people, swaying my hips to the beat as I slithered through the crowd.

Time to play a game of cat and mouse.