[whitexsuicide]

Amelia Marie Diederich

Amelia scrunched her nose at the fact of Donnie getting another drink. She make sure the glass was empty and asked again. The bar tender looked over at Donnie before refilling her drink. A look of wondering if she was allowed to drink this much. Amelia didn't much notice or care, She just didn't want to remember much of that night. Not once her clothes were off. Maybe the alcohol would let her figure things out in the long haul.

She spun her stool around and stared out into the mass of people that just happened to arrive at that hour. A glass after dinner? she thought. She looked at all the different people. Some had fancy clothes, others had grubby clothes. What she didn't see was many females. There was once and a well a common whore, but that was about it. Amelia thought it weird. And what made her then, if everyone else were whores. She thought about it a bit but her mind trailed off as the alcohol was starting to hit a bit harder, she never really drank before.She started to think out loud for a bit; "So Donnie, how are we going to get more money? I don't think we should" She looked both ways and spoke in a lower voice then before; "keep up what you are doing." After her words were said she looked back and forth once more to see if any one was chiming in, though she did it more because she enjoyed the feeling of moving back and forth, not to see if some one was really listening in to what was being said. With that she drank the last little bit of whiskey and asked for more. AT this time the bartender didn't even look at Amelia, but looked at Donnie. "I don't think your lady should be drinking this much. Lat me know when you want her to stop." He waited for Donnie to give him an okay to refill the glass. That is when it hit her, she told the bartender that they were together and didn't mention it all to Donnie. Her eyes got big and was trying to determine what was her next move. She didn't want to blow their cover, but didn't want to embarrass herself in any way.