collab with @elizabeth-kate
get ready to go back to work. if you're a newbie get comfortable with your new life, if you're not enjoy your last day of holiday.
"Paige, all I want to do is drink this bar dry" Riley mumbled as they walked towards a local bar and from the sounds of it, it seemed as if everyone in Milan had the same plan as them. There was loud music blasting that could be heard clearly even from down the road, as the two friends made their way closer, they could even feel the ground shake a little with the bass.
"I plan on helping you with that" Paige nodded, both didn't care that they were back to work the next day and as far as Riley knew, she could kick a.ss better when she hungover. Of course, Riley always found it hard to curse a b.itch out with a thumping headache but she was tough, nothing could stop her from doing her job.
"Girl, we both know that I don't need any help drinking a bar dry" Riley smirked and let out a loud laugh; before she went fumbling around in her handbag. "Shit! You have any cigarettes on you?" she asked, finally looking at Paige with a hopeful look on her face.
"Nah, I've been out for a couple days now, I can't wait to start working full hours again. I need some more cash" Paige sighed, as they arrived at the front of the local and popular bar; they used to spend almost every night at this particular bar but that was before they were both employed and had responsibilities.
"B.itch, you were loaded last week, I remember you bragging to me about it over the phone" Riley raised an eyebrow; of course, when she called Paige a b.itch, it was all fun and games. They had that friendship where you could call each other names and insult each other and not be offended.
"I, uh, kind of bought these really cute high heels" Paige exclaimed, as they both showed their ID to the bouncer at the front of the bar. "They're super hot and super high-" Paige was cut off from her excitement.
"They're a pair of shoes, how good can they be?" Riley mumbled, she never understood 'girls' and their love for high heels, all she owned were Dr. Martens and 'ugly' high heels (well, according to those trendy chicks).
“They’re amazing thank you very much" Paige sniffed, “Just because you run around being all butch doesn’t mean we all have to". She teased as they pushed our way through the crowd heading for the bar.
“My shoes are comfortable so shut your yap". Riley snapped jokingly, elbowing a particularly large, drunk man out of her way, “when you break your ankle one day and can’t walk I’ll laugh at you".
“If that ever happened to me, which is unlikely because walking in heels is one of my skills-”
“Only skills” She coughed into her hand with a shit-eating grin.
“Many skills” Paige glared at her, “You can’t talk I earn pretty much double what you do"
“- and you work double the hours I do" Riley shrugged as they finally reached the packed bar – Riley elbowed a spot for the two of them, “Which b.itch has the short stick here"
“At least I never get the s.hit beaten out of me" Paige winked at the bartender as he glanced in their way, he flushed slightly, must be a new guy.
“Surprising isn’t it?” Riley rolled her eyes, whether at Paige or the flushed bartender now heading their way, Paige didn’t know more care, “it must have something to do with your charming personality” she added only slightly sarcastically.
"Well, thankyou, for the lovely comment" Paige laughed, ordering her usual drink. She crossed her legs, all 'lady-like' unlike her pal who sat on the stool next to her. "Ugh, Riley, you're such a dude!" Paige sighed, shaking her head and paid the bartender; before sipping her drink casually.
"Yes and I have a p.enis" Riley joked with a wicked grin on her face.