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Ava hated drinking alone. Yet that was exactly what she was doing in the club, perched on a bar stool, she quickly drank the whiskey in her glass, she had long ago asked the barman to leave her the bottle, saves having to wait between drinks, was her logic. Ava knew she was going to pay for this tomorrow with one hell of a hangover but she didn't care, right know she couldn't give a fuck. Truth was she felt alone, her band mates were MIA, leaving herself in a room full of seriously high people, whilst she quietly drank herself into oblivion in the corner.

"Hey baby" a guy stumbled over to her a drunken smile plastering his face.

Ava rolled her eyes, sure she was slaughtered herself but she still had some standards "What?" she asked bitterly pouring herself another drink.

The guy inched closer placing a hand on her back, causing her to clench her jaw, oh this guy was going to get it, she thought to herself "How about me and you head on up to my room" he slurred.

A look of disgust momentarily crossed Ava's face before she let out a sharp laugh "oh darlin' not even if you were the last man on earth" she stated with a smile "and if you were, I'd happily live the rest of my life celibate." The man walked off grumbling to himself, she could make out bitch and whore but she didn't care, she was too drunk. Finding herself at the bottom of the bottle and still standing, she decided to get another bottle, looking down the bar she could see no sign of the bar man, so she leaned over and grabbed herself the first bottle she came across, Tequila, oh this was going to be fun.