How to forget - Grecia

Spencer hadn't seen Grecia in some time. It came to quite the surprise to him when he learned she owned her own night club now. Although he knew if someone was going to do, it was her. She seemed to have an endless amount of excess. Even if she was involved with illegal substances, she just seemed to have so much energy to give out of. He had always thought that praise-worthy. He was nothing like that. He wanted to check out this new club of hers, but the stupid bouncer didn't want to let him in. "I know the owner," he explained to nothing but a scoff. "Go tell her Spencer from the US is here to see her." Spencer was pushed back by the large man. "I don't have to do anything. Get lost kid." Spencer was not satisfied by this development and had to do something. He searched his pockets until he found a 10 pound bill. "I expect this back when you realize your mistake," he put the bill into his hand, pushing past him without much resistence. He took a good look around while looking for Grecia. When he finally found her, he just walked up to her, like he had just seen her yesterday. "Your bouncer owes me ten bucks," he said a smile blastered on his lips.

The past days had been about making up for the few mistakes Mandy had done, while Grecia had been in the States. It was a mess, but not something she couldn't fix. She had run into her father lately after so many years, and still wasn't sure what to do about. Grecia stood with a drink in her hand when a familiar face. Spencer. Grecia frowned a bit in surprise and chuckled as he walked up to her.
"He is an idiot," she shook her head a little. "What do you want to drink?" She then asked and moved her arm over his shoulders, as they walked towards the bar area.
"What brings you to Gaia? Had I known we would travel here around the same time, I would have matched my flight with yours," Grecia gave him a cheesy half smirk and waved the bartender over. "Give this man whatever the hell he wants, okay Chris?" She got a nod from the tall handsome bartender, and looked back at Spencer.

It was not often you found what the two shared. They hadn’t seen each other for a while, yet they acted like they had seen each other the day before. ”Hey Grey, that’s no way to talk about your employees. Not that you’re wrong,” he said with large grin. He walked with her to the bar. ”Gee.. You have so many options,” he said looking at the alcoholic options on the menu card by the bar. He scratched his chin as he was thinking before turning his face to Grecia. ”Nah.. I didn’t know I was going to come. I tried going back home and knew I had no place there anymore. And the only people I give a shit about is here.” He shortly looked at the bartender when he moved over. He felt he had so much power, even it was something as simple as choosing a drink. ”A black Russian,” he told the bartender, looking back at Grecia. ”How’s things? You seem to be doing well. If I knew my best bud owned a bar, I would have come by way sooner,” he said jokingly.

The drinks card was like taking a child to a mix-self candy store. Way to many things to pick from, and not everyone was gifted like Grecia to just change her mind in the middle of a sip.
"Welcome to the every place is better than no place club," she folded her lips a little and breathed out for a second. His question made her look back at him and narrow her eyes for a little while. "Fake it till you make it," she took a sip of her drink before emptying the glass. She put the glass down on the table.
"Besides, life is more fun when you are having a good time. Am I right?" She laughed a little. "I loooove this song," she looked at the speakers. Grecia tilted her head a little back with a bright smile and took a deep breath.

”Thanks for accepting my application,” he said with grin. He couldn’t agree more. He didn’t know many people who understood him like Grecia did. He knew people tried to, but it was not easy. Especially not when he didn’t explain the whole situation. ”Couldn’t agree more,” he told her, taking a sip of the drink. He was not as addicted to alcohol as he once had been. Now he just tried to keep that part of substances as a party thing - that and weed. It didn’t get him the high he needed anymore. ”Right,” he said agreeing once more. He watched her when she spoke of her love for the song. She looked so peaceful as she stood there. ”Allow me to be sentimental. I’ve fucking missed you Grecia,” he expressed. It hadn’t been long since they last saw each other, but he enjoyed her company.

Grecia gave him a smirk as the bartender began to make the drink. She was a good pretender, so good she believed her own fantasies. Grecia looked back at him when he said he had missed her. She moved her hand up and placed it on his shoulder to give it a little squeeze. "I have missed you as well," she replied with a warm smile. Chris came with the drink Spencer had ordered and looked at Grecia.
"Can you hand me a bottle of water? I want to show Spencer my party trick," she giggled a little and took the water bottle when she got it. Grecia opened it and looked at Spencer.
"Are you ready for this?" She gave him a smirk before closing her eyes. Then the liquid seemed to change color, to a more red color. She handed him the bottle. "Taste it. Its not water anymore."

Just like Grecia, Spencer was great at convincing himself of things that weren’t necessarily true. Perhaps that was one of the reasons they got along so good. They were tendered spirits. ”You better have,” he said with a slight smirk. He looked at her, a wondering look in his eyes. Why would she want water in a bar? That giggle was absolutely adorable. He had missed the sound. ”Pretty sure I’m ready for whatever,” he said, watching the water closely. His eyes widened when it changed color. He grabbed the bottle, watching it some more, swirling it around to see that it wasn’t some sort of a trick. He gave it a taste. ”Dude, are you Jesus?” He handed her back the bottle and drank the drink he actually had ordered.

"Shhh," she put her finger to his mouth. "Don't blow my cover bitch," she shook her head a little, looking serious for five seconds. Then she bursted out into laughter.  Grecia looked around in the room, people were dancing and having fun. It was like she absorbed the energy in the room.
"So boss, what have you been up to?"

”Guess I’m your Judas then,” he said with a similar serious face, before breaking out in laughter with her. He had actually never been much for the party environment. Funny enough. He had gone because of what he could get out of it, but he didn’t like the noise and how many people who filled the night clubs. It became difficult for him to breathe. ”Travelled mostly. Haven’t been here long.”

"Do you have a place to stay then?" She asked. This place wasn't just for parties. many of the people who worked here, lived upstairs in actual bedrooms. "I haven't been here for long either. My mother needed a hand at work," she added with a small smile. Grecia took a deep breath in, before she took a sip of her drink.