Post by TRINITY ROSE BARNES on Feb 13, 2011 15:31:11 GMT -5
Trinity had no idea how long she'd been standing outside the Pearl Club, simply contemplating whether she should go in or not. The FBI agent was feeling a bit tired. She'd been making a numerous amount of calls nights to see how cases were going and attempting to help in any way she could while she was away. Being convinced to go on vacation was not a good idea, she'd decided not long after she'd arrived, especially not for a woman who'd been described as a workaholic just a little over once.
Barnes had given herself quite the mental pep talk in her room before changing herself into a dark tank-top and dark jeans, deciding a cut outfit would be best - it had to be warm in the club.
Once she'd gotten there, though, something urged her to go back up to her temporary room, curl up in bed, and sleep for the rest of her life. She'd promised others more so than herself that she'd relax a little today, though it wouldn't be easy. And with that, Barnes was inside the Pearl Club.
It had a unique style to it. It was very fancy and yet very laid back at the same time. She carefully avoided the people in the center of the club who were dancing without a care in the world, and made her way over to the small bar the club contained and grabbing herself a drink. She settled herself into one of the dark-colored, comfortable seats that lined the club and sipped at it casually as she watched the dancers.
She was thankful to see she wasn't the only one sitting. Others were also seated around the club, most of them talking energetically with a friend or even a family member.
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