Arcadia Happy Hour Novels & Stories

"So how about it? It's no big deal, really. Just a group of us. We head out to Pirate's Well. The do a special Happy Hour for hospital staff." Judd hadn't done anything besides work and sleep over the past few weeks. He looked to Stacy, her head tilted curiously to one side as she watched him try to decide. Finally, he nodded. "You know, that sounds good. I could use a cold beer." "Great! I'll see you there."

| Hollis | “This is really nice, Holly. Thank you!” Whitney flashed her girlfriend one of her infamously bright smiles, and lifted a glass half filled with Chateau Montelena Cabernet Napa to her heart shaped lips giddily. The girls had just gotten back from the Apollo Theatre not even an hour ago, and were currently lounging in their Aloft Harlem hotel room having dinner. As exhausting as the almost four hour long flight was, both Hollis and Whitney managed to get a decent nap in before attending the comedy show that carried them well into the evening.

Love was dangerous. But Luca made everything feel… different. And that unsettled her more than she cared to admit. Her driver opened the car door. “Home, Ms. Cole?” Adriana hesitated. She pulled out her phone. A message sat unread. From Luca. Dinner tonight? She stared at the screen for a moment before replying. Only if you pick somewhere interesting. A few seconds passed. Then his response appeared. I know just the place. Adriana smiled slightly Across the city, Luca Bennett stood outside a quiet rooftop bar overlooking the Hudson River.

Upper East Royalty Goes Rogue at Club Noir Princess Thaliana, The Rossi Siblings, and Manhattan It Crowd Spotted in Midnight Mayhem There are five blurry photos. One of Thaliana laughing with her head thrown back in a glittering storm of hair and silver. One of Jake doing something that’s probably illegal in multiple countries involving a champagne tower. Adrian mid-pour, champagne flying like it’s a magic trick. And Aria — emerald dress, bare back, eyes closed, laughing with abandon, locked arm-in-arm with Jake in a mid-spin moment that makes her look utterly untouchable. It’s pure chaos.

There were people around doing their own businesses, drinking, dancing, kissing… Adrian spots Matthew at the bar counter and goes to him and settles down in the next seat. “You are late!” Matthew said as folded his arms. Adrian leaves a sigh, “My son!” “What should we order then?” Matthew asked as he understood Adrian had to make arrangements for his son and come. Adrian had asked Beatrice to spend a few more hours with Aaron, which she had agreed to. She was fine with spending a few more hours with Aaron on weekdays, but definitely not on weekends, as she had personal things to take care of. “Whiskey Sour for me,” Adrian said as he leaned onto the seat and Matthew orders their drinks.

This is why I hide my clothes, and our intentions. “Where are you girls going?” Dean asks. “We’re gonna go to the appetizer happy hour at Applebee’s in town,” I tell him. “Yeah we have some girl talk to catch up on and there’s too much testosterone around here lately,” Aria helps. “I thought you guys already ate,” Damien says. “Yeah, a couple hours ago. Girls still like to eat too. And sometimes it’s good to get out of here. We don’t need you guys trying to listen in to all our secrets!”

Priya and Brittany chorused, linking their arms with mine as we marched in. Walking into the tavern, I was teleported back to the night I had met Hades in the no man’s land. My eyes took in the ambience, it’s low lights had a sense of intrigue and danger. Alaric signaled the bartender, who perked up at his presence, “four shots of fireball,” he ordered. I drummed the table nervously, waiting for the drinks to arrive, I was eager to get the party started and forget whatever sad feelings was swirling inside me.

“Remember that night when we went to serve drinks to the VIP zone and-” Suddenly, Adele cut her off by snapping her fingers as if she’d remembered something. “Oh, you’re right! I didn’t remember it. Do you know who is coming? You won’t believe me! Remember the man who was drinking vodka that night in the VIP zone, the young one?” “That man is whom I’m talk-” “He’s coming!” April’s eyes widened in surprise. “What?” “And guess who he is!” April just shook her head. “Silly, he’s the great CEO of the Sadharthe Company. He’s Lucian Sadharthe and the owner of this bar, among others, of course.”

They all laughed and Mrs pots started laying the table. Peter walked in, he slammed his phone on the table, "stop all this nonsense ". He turned and walked up to his study where he drowned himself yet again in alcohol. Adrianna was stunned and startedbto cry. Martha calmed her down and asked all the servants to gather for the lunch party that they had organized. She knew Peter would not be coming. They all fed Adrianna, told her stories about her mother and cuddled her. It was an early supper, Mrs Pots made peanut butter cookies for an afternoon snack. Martha took Adrianna out in the garden for an afternoon stroll. The sky was getting dark, Adrianna and Martha lay in the green grass looking

Mary apologetically said. “I understand.” Felicity smiled to assure her that it was alright. “Don’t worry… As soon as I find a place to live, I will leave immediately.” *** FIVE YEARS LATER “And tonight’s star of the night is your favorite butterfly… Let’s all give a round of applause to Happy!” The host introduced her, followed by the loud cheers and applause of the guests who were eager to see her.