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Mike Blood ([info]partdemon) wrote in [info]dc_nextgen,
@ 2011-06-17 21:11:00

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Let's Party
Mike was so glad to be twenty one now. It was so much easier and funner just to be able to go and drink at the bars and clubs in Gotham than the ones in the magical realms where his dad had made him go before he was legal in that states.

Still there was only like five good bars and clubs for his age in Gotham. He was at one of those clubs right now called the Zoo. It was a great college aged club, good music and the drink prices weren’t too bad either.

Mike was on his fifth beer and third shot and wasn’t feeling it at all both a blessing and a curse of his abilities.


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