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Plank SinatraSiobhan
Location: City Hall; Sunday
Interaction: No one
Mentions: Genny, Joel (@Pilatus) & Ashton (@Silver Fox)
Having nothing more to say Siobhan walked away as the elevator doors closed and went up to the landing where she first met Paige where her parents said they’d be. As she got up there and sat down putting her clutch in her mother’s purse she saw something out the corner of her eye. Was that the maintenance door? Her parents were dancing and smiling she turned to the door that she had seen shut not moments ago. Ignoring that voice in the back of her head that kept her out of trouble she decided to explore the reason she saw it shut. Walking over to it she found it unlocked and opened it. Hearing nothing she stepped into the stairwell and looked up then down. Maybe I could find a place away from all the elite to finish off the scotch. After all I started the bottle why not finish it?
Curiosity and tipsy decisions got the better of her and deciding that she’d go up not down. She giggled and took off her strappy gold heels and hooked them over her fingers as she somehow managed to hold the bottle and her glass in the other hand. “Okay so that’s impressive. Too bad no one is here to see this.” Humming Interstate Love Song she breathily sang, “Waiting on a Sunday afternoon…” She carried on with the song as she got to the top of the staircase and saw the warning sign giggling again she stepped over it somehow not tripping falling or losing her balance; an act of god for sure, and saw another door. Humming the song she opened the door that lead to the roof and closed it, not realizing she locked it. She turned around and seeing the city lights she smiled and restarted the song singing louder to get over the noise as she wandered around but not so loud to attract attention to the fact that someone was on the roof. Her inhibitions low she sang and her voice blended over the tones very well with just enough of a rough edge to keep it interesting. “Waiting on a Sunday afternoon. For what I read between the lines. Your lies. Feeling like a hand in rusted shame. So do you laugh at those who cry? Reply?” She sighs and drops her shoes and pours two fingers of scotch. She puts the bottle down not realizing she flashed anyone; not realizing Joel is on the roof, and looks out over the city. “My reply? No. Do I need to apologize? Possibly. Will I? Probably not. I’m so tired of the insecurity of females. Genny I miss you.” She sighs again. “Well here’s to Genny.” She lifts the glass and knocks back the two fingers of scotch. She looks at the bottle on the ground and the now empty glass. “Humm this is where I wish I was a Jedi so that I can lift the bottle without flashing...fuck it no one.” She bent over and grabbed the bottle again and poured two more fingers into the glass. “That’ll work. Wait wasn’t this supposed to be for Joel.” She shrugs then pauses. “Wait he did ask to be left alone pretty nicely. Matter of fact he’s been the only one to be nice to me tonight...fuck Ashton. Oh I bet he thinks I’m mad at him. I’ll let him know I’m not mad at him.”
Siobhan puts the bottle down again flashing her barely there panties their color matches her dress. “This is the last drink. I need to stop anyway. Sip this for a little bit.” Starting to sing again. “Leavin’ on a southern train. Only yesterday you lied. Promises of what I seemed to be. Only watched the time go by. All of the things you said to me. Breathing is the hardest thing to do. With all I’ve said and all that’s dead for you. You lied. Goodbye. Leavin’ on a southern train. Only yesterday you lied. Promises of what I seemed to be. Only watched the time go by. All of the things you said to me.” The song is sung with a lot of emotion but is very good none the less and the note is held at the end and Siobhan sighs. “Sometime Genny I think you’re a fucking coward by killing yourself and letting me find it.”