Job looked back at his compatriot.
"What is it old sport?" Cless asked
"Dude, you just start talking shit when people show up, don't you? You're trying to look like big man out there. Hah!" Job laughed back.
Cless snickered
"Dude, no where did you get this idea from? Hehe, cmon. No" Cless said
"Sure, you're just trying to be one of the white men, i get it" Job couldn't stop himself.
"No, seroious, man. I don't know where you get this idea." Cless was dying of laughter.
"Yeah. Ok.Sure". Job played it to rest.
Wednesday, October 18, 2017
Thursday, October 5, 2017
It could be the atmosphere sinking....
"That's not even the first floor. Look over here ". Yvette said
"Hey cool" Cless had a look at the escalator leading to the mezanine, covered in some sort of synthetic mossy turf.
"This is plush" he said.
"It's all real too, this entire building has solar fortifications, inside and out. You guys do solar?" Yvette was starting to boast.
"We've got some solar." Cless though back to his horizon lined window out to the Pacific back at Aexer that he held so dear to this point.
He glanced to the upper marble checkered floors surrounded by the sheer later afternoon light. The reflections were dizzying. Nice, glossy, but he never felt he'd find a day where marble wouldn't appeal to his senses.
There was an impressive sunken polished-seafoam glass bar tended by an attractive duet of females. Not far from the glass enterance , Cless could see an old friend. She waved as they made eye contact.
The evening's meeting would be held in a sliding bamboo doored booth adjacent the glass paneling around the back of the dining floor.
"What're you having?"
"Actually it's a little early for me, could i have some soda? soda with a few dashes of these?" Cless motioned to the bitters in jade bottles
"That's a passionfruit bitter..don't be silly, try out this, its called a Moody Suzuki" Layla waved a few elegant hands across the apparatuses.
She clasped the dual shaker. With a quick and mischievous smile she shook back a few pulses while Cless tried to look elsewhere around the terrace. The dynamic sounds of the area and the lovely retro touches in the deck's soundtrack helped a ton.
Layla poured the stiffy into an chic colin's glass and drew her best skateboard across the drink's head with a whip of bitters. She dropped the glass off on the bar and waved him forward
"Oh...i think i needed this..." He whispered.
"I could tell" She whispered, leaving to attend to someone who would actually tip.
It felt like an instant saltwater rush that you feel when you're barreled. But the rush is stopped by a sandy shore, in this case a salted rim that was actually comprised of crushed sea vegetables. The drink's body, a composition of prosecco and sake.
"Hey cool" Cless had a look at the escalator leading to the mezanine, covered in some sort of synthetic mossy turf.
"This is plush" he said.
"It's all real too, this entire building has solar fortifications, inside and out. You guys do solar?" Yvette was starting to boast.
"We've got some solar." Cless though back to his horizon lined window out to the Pacific back at Aexer that he held so dear to this point.
He glanced to the upper marble checkered floors surrounded by the sheer later afternoon light. The reflections were dizzying. Nice, glossy, but he never felt he'd find a day where marble wouldn't appeal to his senses.
There was an impressive sunken polished-seafoam glass bar tended by an attractive duet of females. Not far from the glass enterance , Cless could see an old friend. She waved as they made eye contact.
The evening's meeting would be held in a sliding bamboo doored booth adjacent the glass paneling around the back of the dining floor.
"What're you having?"
"Actually it's a little early for me, could i have some soda? soda with a few dashes of these?" Cless motioned to the bitters in jade bottles
"That's a passionfruit bitter..don't be silly, try out this, its called a Moody Suzuki" Layla waved a few elegant hands across the apparatuses.
She clasped the dual shaker. With a quick and mischievous smile she shook back a few pulses while Cless tried to look elsewhere around the terrace. The dynamic sounds of the area and the lovely retro touches in the deck's soundtrack helped a ton.
Layla poured the stiffy into an chic colin's glass and drew her best skateboard across the drink's head with a whip of bitters. She dropped the glass off on the bar and waved him forward
"Oh...i think i needed this..." He whispered.
"I could tell" She whispered, leaving to attend to someone who would actually tip.
It felt like an instant saltwater rush that you feel when you're barreled. But the rush is stopped by a sandy shore, in this case a salted rim that was actually comprised of crushed sea vegetables. The drink's body, a composition of prosecco and sake.
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