"Party in the USA"
Dec. 18th, 2009 07:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spongetasticThe steady thump of the bass line pumping through the speakers sounded just like a heartbeat. Since Peter no longer had one of his own, he loved the way that bass felt throbbing through his body. That was a night club’s primary appeal for him, aside from the more obvious of being open late into the night. And of course when he was thinking of places to take Rigby for their date, night clubs immediately sprung to mind.
“Everybody’s staring at me,” Rigby murmured uncomfortably when they walked in.
“Of course they are,” Peter answered. “You’re a beautiful young woman. Who wouldn’t stare at you?” That got the girl to blush, which was of course Peter’s intention. “Just ignore them,” he advised her.
“Are you sure that’s what it is?” she asked. She fidgeted, tugging on her skirt self-consciously. She certainly wasn’t dressed like the other clubbers.
Those other girls dressed in short girls and tight tops. They wanted to be seen. Truthfully the atmosphere of a club was another reason why Peter liked coming, though he had different intentions now than when he was human. Clubs were an easy place for him to go when he needed a drink. People were so willing to go out into a dark alley with him…
Not this time, though. Peter wasn’t interested in any of those girls. Only Rigby.
“You’re beautiful. It’s why I’m staring at you,” Peter told the girl, “and isn’t that all that matters?”
She smiled, nodding her head. Peter smiled back, taking her hand and leading her out onto the dance floor. Rigby still looked nervous and shy with so many faces turned in her direction. Peter was more than happy to turn her attention on him instead. He pulled her close and moved her with him in time with the music.
The song ended and they stopped to take a breath. Rigby looked much more relaxed. Her face was flushed from dancing, her eyes bright. Peter leaned forward to kiss her. When they pulled back the DJ was putting on a new song. The first few notes played out over the crowd.
“Oh!!” Rigby gasped out. “I know this song! I love this song!”
“Yeah?” Peter’s lips quirked into a smile. Rigby started dancing to the song by herself, her eyes falling closed. Peter watched her, his smile growing every moment. He found himself falling more in love with her.
Peter soon took the girl in his arms to dance with her. The rest of the club faded from his perception. It was just the two of them, and Rigby’s song playing.
“Everybody’s staring at me,” Rigby murmured uncomfortably when they walked in.
“Of course they are,” Peter answered. “You’re a beautiful young woman. Who wouldn’t stare at you?” That got the girl to blush, which was of course Peter’s intention. “Just ignore them,” he advised her.
“Are you sure that’s what it is?” she asked. She fidgeted, tugging on her skirt self-consciously. She certainly wasn’t dressed like the other clubbers.
Those other girls dressed in short girls and tight tops. They wanted to be seen. Truthfully the atmosphere of a club was another reason why Peter liked coming, though he had different intentions now than when he was human. Clubs were an easy place for him to go when he needed a drink. People were so willing to go out into a dark alley with him…
Not this time, though. Peter wasn’t interested in any of those girls. Only Rigby.
“You’re beautiful. It’s why I’m staring at you,” Peter told the girl, “and isn’t that all that matters?”
She smiled, nodding her head. Peter smiled back, taking her hand and leading her out onto the dance floor. Rigby still looked nervous and shy with so many faces turned in her direction. Peter was more than happy to turn her attention on him instead. He pulled her close and moved her with him in time with the music.
The song ended and they stopped to take a breath. Rigby looked much more relaxed. Her face was flushed from dancing, her eyes bright. Peter leaned forward to kiss her. When they pulled back the DJ was putting on a new song. The first few notes played out over the crowd.
“Oh!!” Rigby gasped out. “I know this song! I love this song!”
“Yeah?” Peter’s lips quirked into a smile. Rigby started dancing to the song by herself, her eyes falling closed. Peter watched her, his smile growing every moment. He found himself falling more in love with her.
Peter soon took the girl in his arms to dance with her. The rest of the club faded from his perception. It was just the two of them, and Rigby’s song playing.