Arcadia Happy Hour Novels & Stories

Then I took her out for dinner that Friday night, and we have been glued at the hip ever since. ‘That is so sweet I'm so happy for you both!’ ‘Thanks.’ Carol smiles. Hailey grabs my attention by yelling at the jukebox. ’It’s not working. I wanna dance!’ She pouts. I walk over to the old piano in the corner and play a few songs, consecutively, so Hailey can dance with Jack. Surprisingly, Carol and Tiger, and Ruth and Garry, join in. We cheer them on and laugh, and dance away. We are having so much fun. Ace, Viper and Boomslang cheer, and chink their glasses of beer. It's around 8.30pm,

"Exactly. We learned so much from you. If not for you, forget about 18 months—we couldn't have seen this day in 18 years." Before I can say anything, my face on fire, Sarah butts in. "It's decided then. On the occasion of finally achieving our all-time biggest goal, we will let ourselves loose for one night and drink the hell up." "Let's meet at six at Happy Club," Joshua suggests, and we all agree in unison. "See you later," I wave them goodbye as we all walk back to our apartment complex and one by one start to head into our buildings. Sarah and I live on the same floor, right across from each other.

Dana "Happy hour!" Jackie bounced on her feet beside me as I tried to finish logging in my rounds for the afternoon. "It's Monday. Where is there a happy hour around here?" "No clue, but we're going to find it, and if not, we'll flirt with the right group of guys to get a free beer or two out of the deal." She pushed her blond hair off her shoulder and gave me a warm smile.

She plastered a smile on her face and started swaying along to the music that Isolde had quickly put on. 'Reggae-ton lento' by Little Mix started playing; a favourite of both girls. Aria grabbed Isolde by her arms and started fake grinding her ass against her as the two giggled like they were still schoolgirls. "What the hell is wrong with you?" Isolde confronted Adrian as soon as Aria had left the room. They had ordered from Aria's favourite pizza place, Dominoes and Aria had gone up to her room to change into her nightwear.

ADRIANA I’m having the best time of my life. I giggled at Daciana who had a funny mustache on. Don’t ask me how she got it. Apparently, it is happy hour in the club. But it is always happy hour in the club. And since only supernatural women are here. The drinks are the types that would knock out even the lycan king. I think I got bat shit drunk after the first sip. But I couldn’t be sure. It might be after that, or after the tenth bottle.

"It's fucking 7:30 pm. All businessmen are chilling in their homes by now. You on the other hand, is that whiskey I smell from your breath now? You business people sure seem to like your alcohol--I mean, your business." I had to jump in their middle, I already was, but I made stance more obvious, then flashed Jade one murderous stare and he kept quiet. "Thanks for being here, Adrian." "It is my pleasure. To celebrate, I'd love to take you out tonight, my place 9pm sharp." Adrian said all of a sudden. Even Jade looked surprised. I didn't say anything. I didn't even know what to say. Before I could think of a response, Jade roared out from behind.

They agreed to drinks at one of Dorian's favourite spots, Sir Henry's cocktail bar and grill situated in the heart of the city, so Dorian called and made reservations. When Dorian, Tom and Howard got there, the place was almost packed, due to the fact that it was a Friday evening, and they had happy hour from 7pm to 8pm. The thrilling sounds of different conversations traveled through the air as they made their way to their table, which was situated in the far corner of the room. Dorian took off his coat, and hung it over the back of his chair before taking a seat. The mood felt right for a Friday evening, and the patrons had smiles on their faces as the music from the speakers made the atmo

I pick up the bottle of drink Belinda left me on the table ,I take out three more tumblers and pour some wine for kumara ,Lee and fly . Out of no where Adria barges into the kitchen in a white robe on and her hairs scattered like she just finished taking a shower and she looks around the kitchen and tells I'm super excited she let's out a cheesy grin as she says Papi you're having a party without me ,that's bad . Adria enough with your drama please , I say as I keep smiling not even Adria's dramatic nature can ruin my happy moment. you're even smiling happily papi ,I've never seen you smile like this ever since I knew you .

I don’t think I can take four more days of this crap. The sound of Krina’s joints popping as she stretches snaps my attention to her, watching her as she rises to her feet. “Finally, we can get the hell out of here,” she says as she begins to pack her belongings into her backpack. “Are you coming to the happy hour?” She asks. Huh? “Happy hour?” I ask as I straighten on my feet and begin to pack my belongings, mirroring her actions. She arches a brow, saying, “Yeah…you know, Bridges’ Bar at 6? The one Cade mentioned in the meeting this morning. You should come!”

"I thought you might need a caffeine boost. " Lucy was genuinely touched. "Thank you, Adrian. That’s really thoughtful." Adrian leaned down, his hand resting on the back of her chair. He kissed her cheek, lingering for a second. "I’m looking forward to tonight. Seven o'clock, right? I made a reservation at that new French place downtown." "I'll be ready," Lucy promised. "Good," Adrian said, straightening up. He looked at Zoe and gave her a polite nod. "Zoe. Keep an eye on her for me?"