Jen
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It was late at ni-.. Or.. Hmm.. Perhaps it was late day? She didn' know. Well, the bar Jennifer was sitting in definitely didn't let any light other than that of the spotlights and rapid blinking different colored bulbs into the club. But thinking thoroughly, checking her scratched up chrono she could at least make out from the numbers that it was some time around midnight on Coruscant.
Here she had been sitting for what? Jennifer glanced down towards her chrono yet again, two hours? Yea. A potential client for a custom swoop bike had declined her here and truly she had had no real reason to leave. It was funny to watch though, listen as the music changed from regular cafetine music to a much more louder and wild bass rhythm, and as the regular clothes of the people visiting was changed up by crazy and colorful outfits of those partying at night. Feeling the air get tighter and the noise.. Oh my the noise.. Yea. Noise, couldn't really be described any other way than that. So many people shouting and sweating.
So there she sat in the uptown of Coruscant, a part of the world she rarely visited. Giving a small wave at the bartender and shouting something over the counter which he could barely hear, she ordered a Lopez soft drink. A rare brand nowadays, but anyway, she convinced herself to stay there for a little while before going home, just enjoy the clean surroundings a bit, hell, perhaps some would even challenge her to a game of sabacc!
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