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Happiness is a drug with a future

*Part 1 - Her* 1 From the anonymity of the mirror above the bar, sitting on a padded chrome barstool, Maddy browsed the room. Sipping a champagne cocktail, she smiled inwardly, without checking her watch she knew Sandy was late. He was such a contradiction it made her giggle; he was always exactly 30 minutes late. Romano’s was never Maddy’s style of bar, too quiet and shady. A born again club junkie much more at ease in the tense pumping world of the strobe next door. Despite being a good ten...

*Part 1 - Her* 1 From the anonymity of the mirror above the bar, Maddy sitting on a padded chrome barstool, browsed the room. Sipping her one and only champagne cocktail of the night, she smiled inwardly, without checking her watch she knew Sandy was late. He was such a contradiction it made her giggle; he was always exactly 30 minutes late. Romano’s was never Maddy’s style of bar, too quiet and shady. A born again club junkie, she was much more at ease in the tense pumping world of the strob...

1 The bar is pleasant, the low lighting gentle on the eyes, a steady beat from the disco bar next door makes its presence felt without upsetting the regulars. Approaching the bar I stand over your shoulder, you feel my presence, instinctively checking your dress, you flick your hair over your collar. Our eyes meet in the whisky mirror as if by accident, they lock in combat for a heartbeat longer than normal. Acknowledging this stolen moment we both smile as we look away, the kind of smile tha...

_One of these people will die today_ Amy occupies the left corner seat of the carriage, her luminous white earphone cord striking against her perfectly tanned skin. At a very petite eighteen, Amy would not want the world to know what it was Beethoven tickled, despite being dead for a good number of years his wicked charms still had potency. She regularly felt let down by the 3 minute rushed affairs and much preferred a guy that knew how to make things last even if he were a little old. After ...