[color=9e0b0f][centre][h1]Marcus Ainsworth[/h1][/centre][/color]
[centre][h2]Club Aether[/h2][/centre]
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Marcus froze, and his whole face adopted the colour of a ripe tomato. The short, dark haired girl had obviously caught him staring, though she didn't seem mad. Did she... Did she even invite him to come say hi? No, couldn't be... He must have misheard her. Chris couldn't help but laugh at his awkward friend, nudging his arm again. [color=f7976a]"You heard her, man. Get over there! Go say hi." [/color]
Marcus responded to his friend with a nervous look, attempting to stutter out a few words. [color=9e0b0f]"I... Uh... But..."[/color] 
Before Marcus could even finish his sentence, Ethan excused himself. The much more confident man had obviously taken this moment to go talk to the girl himself, opening with some of the cheesiest lines Marcus had ever heard. Cheesy or not though, the guy was smooth, and Marcus was sure that now, he had no chance. He sighed, finishing the rest of his pint. [color=9e0b0f]"Shots? Shots."[/color] He suggested to his friend as he slammed the empty glass down on their table. Chris chuckled, but agreed, the pair moving to the bar and ordering two Jaeger bombs. 

Marcus downed the bomb as soon as the shot hit the red bull, exhaling heavily and planting the glass down firmly on the bartop when he finished. Chris did the same, then laughed, shaking his friend at his friend. [color=f7976a]"I mean, I feel like that proves even more so, you gotta take opportunities when you're given them. Take life by the horns man. You won't get anywhere if you're always scared to take chances."[/color]
He knew Chris was right, even though he hated admitting it. He did have to start taking more chances. It might not get him anywhere, but it sure as hell would get him further than sitting at home alone, doing nothing. 
[color=9e0b0f]"You know what... You're right."[/color] He said with a determined nod, giving Chris a pat on the shoulder before walking away from the bar.
[color=f7976a]"Where are you going??"[/color] Chris asked with a confused, yet amused look.
[color=9e0b0f]"To take some chances!"[/color] 

Marcus approached the sound desk, to sign up to sing. He had the perfect song in mind. He bounced on the balls of his feet slightly, filled with a sort of adrenaline. It could have just been the combination of alcohol and energy drink, or it could have come from the sudden determination to stop being a wall flower. He had listened to people tell him the same thing for years, but never had the guts or follow through to actually take the advice. But moping and waiting for the "right time" was getting him no where. As Ethan said to him, there was never going to be a right moment, so he just had take the leap of faith, so that's what he was doing. He just hoped he got his turn before this adrenaline wore off and he chickened out again. As he waited, he watched the other performers from the side of the stage, doing his best to keep himself motivated. 

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