Quincy Fitzpatrick

Happiness comes not from having much but being attached to little |TWDRC|

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — lead her across the floor.

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — was clouding my judgment.

"I have to go the bathroom! Come with me!"

I yelled over the din. Grabbing her hand I —

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — push of people not leaving us much room. Her skin made my fingers itch. I wanted to touch her. Taste her. The alcohol —

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — pressing against us, the beat of the music moving our hips. Hours passed as we drank and danced. We danced closely, the —

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — time to think about the shots. The warmth of the liquor already filling my limbs.

The floor was packed, warm bodies —

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — Tequila and lime. One after the other we did them before I was leading her out to the floor. I didn't give her much —

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — the first shot glass I sighed. Tonight was about her, not me.

"Shots than dancing!"

I yelled over the music. —

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — her. For the thousandth time since she told me about Kate, I thought about what an an idiot the woman was. Handing her —

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — shots wearily. Part of my brain was always moving, always ready for the hunt. I'd wanted this girl since the day I met —

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — handed him my card and told him to keep my tab open. My lips left a red print as I kissed his cheek.

Raven eyed the —

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — shook my head looking away as Tony brought back the shots. Little slivers of lime were perched on the shot glasses. I —

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — was beautiful. Each part of her face captured your eye. Long brown hair fell around her face, framing it perfectly. I —

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — we waited for our drinks. My gaze settled on her. The smokey eye Raven had done complemented her big brown eyes. She —

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — of us. Easier to start the night with a bang... less time walking back to the bar. I turned to survey the crowd while —

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — gay but no one here knew that.

I leaned over the bar to hug him, ordering in his ear. Three shots of Tequila for each —

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — was beautiful. Perfect body, tan skin, dark hair. The most typical Italian man the city had to offer. He was also very —

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — loud enough that conversation was limited. Bass beats vibrating through our bodies. Tony was the bartender I knew. He —

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — lights making people glow strangely. I kept walking through the mass of people leading Raven to the bar. The music was —

[Quincy Fitzpatrick @NorthernFighter]

@ClassicFerocity — blue flashed as dry smoke burned from boxes through out the room. A DJ was mixing from the centre of the floor, black —