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Walking along the darkened street with her friends, Avril's heels clicked and clacked sharply at the pavement as the diminutive Canadian headed for a night out. She hadn't been particularly in the mood to go out, feeling a bit down and frustrated, just seeking a quiet night in before her friend Abby had cajoled her into going out for a few drinks. With a somewhat exasperated sigh she had finally agreed, much to her friend's enjoyment, and got herself ready for the night out. Despite not being in the mood, she'd cheered herself up with some sexy underwear, opting for a sexy purple set with a balconette bra and a small, mostly sheer thong. With a quite subtle fitted black dress sporting a loose skirt and a pair of black high heels, it was simple but temptingly sexy.
Not that that mattered however; her friend Abby was a lesbian, and had chosen their venue that night as a local lesbian bar. It was apparently fun and enjoyable, there would be music so they could dance and not be harassed by guys, leaving Avril more relaxed to just have a fun night out. She'd met her friend years earlier through the music business, working in production, and whilst she'd come onto Avril a couple of times she'd gently pushed her back and they had settled into a close friendship with clearly understood boundaries. And so they were heading into the club her friend had chosen, with a couple more of Abby's friends that Avril knew loosely, though she wasn't sure which way they swung; it was none of her business really.
They headed inside easily enough and checked their coats, getting into the place; it was still a bit early and the music was soft by rhythmic, just purring along as they went to the bar to grab a couple of drinks. Abby grabbed them all a round of cocktails and waited for them as they settled themselves into a booth seat near the front window, having a view out over the bar and the sparsely populated dance floor area. They all made small talk and had another couple of drinks as the club began to fill up, gradually becoming a bustling scene as other women came in for the night to have fun. The music began to pick up, getting louder and more energetic as the ladies filled the dance floor. Her friend Abby and the other girls were happily eyeing up the talent as they joined in, evidently thinking of getting themselves a piece of the action for the night as Avril just glanced around, taking in the other women, noticing how pretty or sexy some were but in a disconnected way, not intending to take it up at all.
And then she locked eyes with a girl through the crowd; it was just a fleeting moment, the crowd parting at that second to reveal her standing there. She was punk looking, with dirty blonde hair with a pink streak in it that was shaved down one side of her head, dark make-up and a clear attitude. She was in a white top with her black bra clearly showing, a pair of denim shorts and fishnet tights finished with a pair of sexy little ankle boots. Avril was transfixed for a moment, eyes widening as her brain absorbed every detail of her in the momentary glimpse before the crowd closed again and she was gone. The girl melted back into the crowd, her heart squeezing in rapid beats as she turned away from Avril, staring her down with a certain hunger from her booth. She'd looked great with her snug black dress on, gorgeously smooth bare legs leading down into her heels, elegantly long blonde hair draping over her shoulders to frame her dark, piercing eyes. She gave a smile and little shiver to herself as she contemplated what she could do with that.
"Avril?" a voice said, breaking through her daydream and snapping her back to reality. Her friend Abby was talking to her, making her shake her head a little and take another sip of her drink as she felt the flutter of alcohol getting into her petite body.
"Sorry, I was miles away," she mumbled, hoping they hadn't seen her staring at the girl for what felt to her had been ages.
"You're really distracted lately," Abby continued, sliding up close to her on the leather sofas of the club, able to talk over the noise of the music and rabble of people.
"Yeah I know," Avril said, giving a sigh. She had been, just feeling like things hadn't really clicked into place for a little bit.
"You need a holiday or something, really change things up for a bit, bring you out of your funk," Abby said, draining her cocktail.
"Yeah? Like what?" Avril replied, sipping at her drink, enjoying the fruity blend.
"Well, you're in a lesbian bar," she said with a smirk, teasingly reaching over to squeeze at her thigh, making Avril jump a bit.
"Whoa, I don't think I need anything like that," Avril said with a laugh, downing the last of her drink.
"How do you know huh?" her friend teased, making Avril roll her eyes. She'd tried to get Avril to try pussy for years now, hers or anyone else's, and she just casually enjoyed the joke of it now.
"I'll get us some more drinks," she said with a smile, standing up to go to the bar.
"It's never too late to try you know," her friend called after her as the other girls giggled with her. Avril just smiled and walked to the bar, squeezing her slender figure through the crowd easily and up to the bar, where she caught a break and got served quickly by the girl working through the busy shift. She ordered another round of cocktails, asking for random ones since her friends wouldn't mind either way and could enjoy the surprise. She was the one that got a surprise however, as someone moved in closely beside her as she waited for the cocktails to be made after paying.
"Hey," she said, shouting somewhat over the noise around them. Avril was a little startled, as much at how fast the girl had appeared beside her like that as anything else, turning to see the punky looking girl from earlier that she'd locked eyes with. She'd obviously taken that as a come-on and used this opportunity to go for Avril as she got away from her friends.
"Oh, hey," she replied, unsure how else to respond in that moment as she got her bearings.
"I'm Lily," she said, just nudging across slightly to push Avril with her shoulder.
"I'm Avril," she replied, giving a polite smile, noticing how he hair was shaved down the left side of her head, similar to something she'd rocked a few years before.
"I know," she said, smiling a little bashfully before her confidence came back.
"Do you wanna get that drink and come sit with me for a bit?" she asked, just reaching out to let her fingers brush over Avril's on the bar. The singer was taken aback slightly at the girls boldness, though she had to admit she appreciated the direct approach.
"Sorry, I'm just here with my friends tonight," she replied, gesturing back towards the booth with a nod of her head.
"They can spare you for a little while," Lily persisted, now giving Avril's hand a soft squeeze with a smile. Avril looked down at her hand, up the girls tattooed arm and back to her, noticing how big her blue eyes were, staring hopefully into hers.
