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Coming up to the Pink Panther, a girl heard music. Ah yes, music. With a techno beat. Shaking her pink, black and white locks from her ponytail, she showed a large bouncer her ID. It said she was nineteen, so the bouncer nodded. "Thanks." the girl said, stepping into the club. The girl's name was Regan.

Following her was a boy, about her same age, but twenty. He flipped his jet-black hair out of his yellow-green eyes and handed the bouncer his ID also. The large guy nodded, as did the boy when he was accepted. He stepped into the club, hearing the same beat.

Regan smiled as she heard a song by Hellogoodbye. Still smiling smally, she looked over to Oliver. Speaking of attire, whether you were or not, the girl was dressed a little strangely than most, as usual. Tonight she wore a pinstripe skirt with suspenders, a black Hellogoodbye Pink Tree t-shirt and leopard print, patent leather flats. Underneath her skirt were a pair of zebra striped footless tights that went down to her mid-calf. Around her neck was a cupcake charm necklace; around her wrist, a matching bracelet. Normal for her, but still fun. Her septum piercing was in tonight, as usual.

Oliver was dressed in his usual attire also. A black Taking Back Sunday t-shirt covered his thin torso and showed off his many tattoos. Skin tight grey skinny jeans covered his bottom half. On his feet were purple chucks. He needed a bit of color in his life every now and then. All of Oli's piercings were shining under the lights of the club.

Going up to the bar, Regan ordered a strawberry margarita. "Yumm." she said as she got it. Regan got to an empty table in front of the stage and nodded her head to the music. Oliver however ordered water and smiled, coming up next to his best friend. Today he was in a good mood. His job at the tattoo shop was doing him good. Being around his kind of people helped.

[Whit {is great}]

With the music rushing through his veins, Madden was in a good mood. This time in comming out, he was dressed to impress, to Kinsey's delight. She had singing along to the song in his ear, probably causing some people in the line to be distressed, but she could care less. She had finally gotten Madden out in a good mood, and then maybe he'd finally get laid again. He really needed to.

Back to the attire, he was wearing a nice black polo shirt and black tight jeans, with a nice white belt and star belt buckle to go with. This was the first time he's ever worn this outfit, and he was more comfertable in it then he thought he'd be. Kinsey flicked the belt buckle, which caused Madden to laugh. He was doing just this when he showed the bouncer his and Kinsey's id.

The bouncer let them in, and Kinsey flashed him a big smile. She noticed him glance down her body, and back up to her face to match her smile before he turned on to the next person. She was wearing long black leggings under a long Guns & Roses shirt. Her favorite outfit. She walked into the bar and grinned, "I love this song!" She yelled loudly for everyone to hear, though the music was too loud, so she wasn't sure who heard her.

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Regan laughed as the chorus of "Touchdown Turnaround" came. She set down her drink and shook her butt to the fast rhythm. Looking at Oliver she poked him in his belly, making him smile; his secret spot. "Dance." she ordered. "I've got no one to dance with Reg." Oliver replied, over the loud music. Regan only rolled her eyes and danced some more.

As the song ended, Regan gulped down her margarita and grinned. “Going for some more.” she said briefly to Oliver before heading over to the bar. “Two Screwdrivers please. One for me and one for Oli.” she told the bartender, while pointing at Oli. He got to work on making her strong alcoholic drinks. She sat at the bar and saw a boy and a girl standing next to her.

The song changed to “Say Anything (Else)” by Cartel. Regan bobbed her head. Oli bobbed his too. He wasn’t having a bad time so far.

[Whit {is great}]

The twins had wandered over to the bar after Kinsey's outbrust, and the formerly named was dancing in her seat to the music. "Maddy, go dance with someone!" She told him grinning, and she poked him in his rib cage, that was his secret spot. He grinned down at his sister and shrugged, "I have no one to dance with!" He told her shaking his head, and he looked around the club for anyone that he might want to get to know, but he saw no one.

Kinsey sighed, but she wasn't going to let his lonleyness get her down. She streched her arms about her head, and that caused quite a few looks to glance down her slim body like the bouncer had. Luckly, she knew for a fact that the shirt wasn't going to ride up, and for that she was thankful. She looked to her right, and noticed Regan. She was perfect for Maddy, so she turned to him and laughed, "Well then go search for someone!" She told him, and shoved him in the oppisite direction of Regan.

Madden was looking around when he was shoved. He laughed and turned back to Kinsey, "Fine! I'm going." He wined and he disapeared into the crowd, dancing his way across the floor until he saw someone to dance with, but still nobody looked promising.

Once she was certain Maddy was gone, she leaned over to Regan and grinned, "Hi I'm Kinsey." She first introduced herself with a small laugh, "And I'll pay you twenty bucks to dance with my brother." She then offered. There was no way Madden would find someone to dance with on his own, he was never good at picking up girls. Which is why Kinsey was going to help him out, one dance wouldn't hurt right?

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Regan grinned and tipped the bartender, winking at him, and took a sip of the strong alcoholic drink she held in her hand. "Yummmy. Love this song." she said to no one in particular. Shaking her hair out a bit, Regan laughed. Not for any particular reason. Just because it was a natural high. 'Now for someone to dance with.' she thought, tapping her finger on her chin and taking another sip of the Screwdriver.

Oliver got up and went over to Regan, seeing as she wasn't going to get up and give him his drink. "Alright. Screwdrivers. Good job Regan." he told her, picking up his drink and taking a sip of it. He sighed and looked at the boy who walked past him, then the girl he was with. Most likely a girlfriend, but he didn't know for sure. "Going to sit back down Reg!" he yelled over the music, while turning his back on them and going to sit down at the table.

The girl Regan was sitting next to leaned over to her and introduced herself. "Hi. I'm Regan." she said back to the girl. Upon hearing the next request, Regan raised her eyebrows at the girl, a little offended. "Do I look like a prostitute to you? I'm sure it's for a good cause, but no. I'll do it for free, but I'm not that desperate. Got it?" she said, then walking away, drink in hand.

She set the drink down on the table where Oli was and looked around for that one guy that was with Kinsey. "Found him." she said, walking towards him, without explanation to Oliver. "Hey. The name's Regan. You are dancing with me." she said to him, at first tapping him on the shoulder, then grabbing his wrist and pulling him into the crowd.

[Whit {is great}]

Madden looked around at the crowed, but didn't see anyone that looked the least bit interesting to dance with, so he looked down at his black Adios, and back up at the band. Maybe he should go join them and play with them, he's done it before, and the band members were normally greatful. Yah, he's that good.

Now Regan might of been a little offended, but Kinsey was takenback. "If you look like a prostatute, then I must not look all that much better, because I have that shirt." She said to her, with a slight grin to show that she didn't mean to be offending at all. "And you might not be despret, but I am to get him out more, so sorry for the misunderstanding." Madden was driving her nuts at home, and she didn't know what to do with him, so get him out it was!

Madden was about to head for the stage when he was tapped on the shoulder and lead away. At first he was rather shocked, but then he got over it when he saw how attractive his kidnapper was, "Don't I have a say in this?" He asked her as he followed her deeper into the crowd.

((It's your fault it sucks. ;D))

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Oliver took some more sips of the Screwdriver and smiled. He reflected back on his life so far in Ocean Springs. He had a job, found Leila, and his sister was being released from that asylum that she had been in for so long. And she was coming to live with her brother in Ocean Springs. Life was good.

Regan nodded, accepting the apology. "Well, then you must. I understand. Oliver over there barely gets out. Look how pale he is. You should go dance with him then. Finish the 'deal'." Regan said, grinning slightly. Looks like they both were playing the role of matchmaker that night. Oliver was getting on her nerves also. At least Addison, his sister was coming and would take some of it.

Regan smiled at Madden. "Not really." she said, sort of having an apathetic tone about her. She loved to play with people's minds. "So what's your name?" she asked sweetly, dancing with the boy, who was still anonymous.