Escaping {Jake}

[Ashley Merek]

Ashley flashed the bouncer her fake id along with a brilliant smile and slipped into the dingy club. The music was loud and the smell of smoke filled the air. She made her way through the people towards the bar. When she got there, she gracefully perched on a stool and ordered a vodka and code. The barkeeper, who was busy staring down her cleavage, got her the drink without even bothing about her age. She smiled sweetly then handed over her money and took the drink. She sipped it whilst looking around, her foot tapping in time with the heavy beat of the music.

[Jake Mazursky]

Jake had been sitting at his sit for quite a while, drinking his straight shots of vodka while his jacket sat in his lap. He wore a simply black wife beater, showing his muscled body and his tattoos over his body.
He had had an alright night.. but who knew what was gonna happen, he had had to collect money from a dumb idiot.. that hadn't ended well but thats alright.. here he sat..

Mazursky had been on his nineteenth shot, pretty hammered already but he was sober enough to notice the girl who walked into the room, pretty good looking.. pretty nice.. he would need to get her attention.
Waving the bartender over, he leaned forward;
"That girl down the end, with the coke mixture.. her drinks go on my tab."
Mazursky sat back, taking another shot of vodka before turning around. Jake walked over to a man supplying the pot, and out came a fiver. Seconds later a blunt appeared in Jake's hand, which he lit up and turned to eye the girl he had told the bartender about, his mind working..

[Ashley Merek]

Ashley looked up as the bartender came over. She looked a little bemused when he told her someone had offered to pay for her drinks and gave her her money back. "Oh, well, er, thanks..." she said, her voice only just carrying over the music. She turned to see if she could spot the kind beneifactor. A man in a black top was looking at her and he fitted the description the barman had given her so she smiled warmly and motioned to the drink in her hand. She didn't recognise him, which was a rarety in Drakesville. She prided herself on knowing everyine from the high school and most of the young people from the city in general.

[Jake Mazursky]

Jake noticed her finally turn her attention to him, he smoked on his blunt a little and slowly made his way back to the bar, getting a large glass of Vodka straight, two ice cubes in it.
Slowly, Jake made his way to Ashley, until he was next to her, his face slate like until he broke into a wide smile.
"Hey.. how're you tonight? I'm sorry if I'm being a bit straightforward but my names Jake Mazursky, and I just couldn't help but notice you."
With that He extended his hand to take hers, slowly placing his lips over her knuckles.
Jake was a charmer when he wanted to be, his mind kept working on what he would play at next.

[Ashley Merek]

Ashley blushed as he kissed her hand. "I'm fine thanks. I'm Ashley," she said over the music. "Thanks for the drink." She put her drink down on the bar and looked back at Jake. She wasn't sure what to say. She'd never been to a club on her own before and she'd certainly never been approached by a random guy who bought her drinks and kissed her hand. She didn't want there to be an awkward silence so she said the first thing which came to mind. "The music's loud tonight..."

[Jake Mazursky]

Jake looked over his shoulder and nodded in return to her name, smiling softly as his eyes came back to her face. He noticed she was a little in wonder by the small talk she created.
"Yeah it is a bit Loud.. wanna step over there?"asked Jake, throwing his thumb towards the corner of the room, further from the speakers.
Jake, without waitting, turned around and walked towards the corner slowly, carrying his glass and a bottle of vodka, only to turn and sit down upon the couch in the corner, making himself comfortable before he filled his glass, taking a sip and watching for where Ashley was.

[Ashley Merek]

She grinned and picked up her drink. He really was rather gorgeous and he looked so mysterious. She followed him to the corner where it was indeed quieter. She sat down next to him on he couch and put down her drink before straightening her denim skirt. She hadn't really cared what she'd dressed in that day and had somehow ended up in completely mismatching clothes: the skirt, a green hoodie and a brown army style jacket. Now, sitting here with Jake, she wished she'd taken more care. She cleared her throat and smiled at him, hoping he would talk first...

[Jake Mazursky]

He watched her, he was liking the way she looked more and more by the second, and he didn't think that it was the vodka talking either.
He studied her and smirked.
"So tell me about yourself? other than your names Ashley. Whys a cute girl like you in a rat trap like this?"asked Jake, jestering to the place around him. He slowly sipped on his vodka, looking over at the door, his eyes fierece looking at a man who stepped through, but he soon turned his attention back to the cute girl beside him.

"I'm sure theres better places a girl like you could have gone tonight, why here of all places?"

[Ashley Merek]

Ashley shrugged. "I guess I just wanted to get away from everything. Even popularity has it's downfalls." She sighed, thinking about all the pressure she was under then remembered herself and smiled cheerfully again. "Anyway, you wanna know about me...hmm.. Well I go to Drakesville High, I'm a singer/songwriter and I'm a massive Leanne Rhimes fan." She giggled and leaned back on the sofa, relaxing a bit. "What about yourself?"

[Jake Mazursky]

Jake nodded to himself, listening to her comments and soon, he opened his mouth to reply, pausing for a second to take a sip of his vodka, turning to her he spoke.

"I suppose it does have its down fall.. I wouldn't know."Jake paused, taking a large gulp of from his glass before putting it down."Songs.. you good at what you do than Ashley? I myself retired from the Israeli Army, but I moved back to America."

[Ashley Merek]

Ashley widened her heavily mascara'd eyes and grinned. "Israeli army? Wow." She looked him up and down and flashed him a cheeky smile. "Explains the muscles though." She picked up her drink and took a gulp. "I hope I'm not too bad at what I do. Obviously, my songs aren't everyone's thing but I hope they're good enough to get me somewhere..." She raised an eyebrow. "Fingers crossed." She rested her drink on her knee and twirled a strand of her long dark hair around her finger. Everyone critisized her about her hair fidling antics but at least she didn't bite it like some of her friends did.