Post by Sara Stone on Aug 14, 2011 1:14:49 GMT -5
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It was such an elaborate design. So simple, but yet so elegant. This was one of the finest restaurants in Vegas... such an oxymoron. The fact that there was anything that was anywhere near the word elegant in Las Vegas, meant that the world wasn't totally delving deeper into ruin.
I'll stop the whole world
I'll stop the whole world from turning into a monster
in this liife...
While Paramore softly blasted from the speakers, Sara sat, amazed that such elegance could be accomplished in Las Vegas. Sipping the best champagne the place had to offer, feet propped on the table, she stared at the wall, trying to figure out what she was getting in to. She had decided to take the night off and not attend Anthrax 3, but best believe at Anthrax 4 she would be back... and Nicole? Oh yes, Sweet little Nicole Mauler, who owned something that was rightfully Sara's.
Bitch is gonna pay...
Sipping from the glass of champagne once again, she smiled and looked around at the people in the restaurant, such prudes.