The bottom of the bottle [Estelle]

Estelle’s night shift at work started early, but it was a pleasurable work environment to be in, so Estelle didn’t mind it much. Being a bartender at the most popular club in Mystic Falls was a job that paid for itself and didn’t even seem like a job. Most people hated their jobs, but Estelle couldn’t have asked for anything better. She got free alcohol because of her long shifts, she got to mingle with new people and make new friends almost every night. Though, what she craved for was those who knew about the supernatural, to be able to talk to someone and really connect with them without having any secrets to hide. It made her feel more honest and open with the ones she considered to be her friend. Though her fear was that she would be hated and/or hunted if she told an average Joe what she was, or she’d be thought of as a total freak and they’d avoid her like the plague. It just wasn’t fair, her personality craved to be social and meet new people, while she had to lie to them about who she truly was.

The nightlife then got started up at eight o’clock PM and she started to mix and pour drinks for those who sat at the bar. She would even walk over to deliver drinks to tables if she had a request to do so. Estelle had already started talking to some of those at the bar, though most were couples and the females would get jealous when their dates or boyfriends would start flirting with Estelle right in front of them. Stelle got a lot of compliments and invitations to go out sometime a lot of the time, but she denied most if not all requests because of her bad luck with dating people. She tried not to dress too provocatively, but did make herself highly attractive with the right touch of makeup and great sense of style. Though Estelle was already naturally beautiful. Mixing a drink, the colored lights filled up the blackened room where only shadows could be seen unless one was on the dance floor, she looked around to see the attendants. A lot of people were there, but tomorrow would be their busiest day, being a Friday night.

Finishing making a drink for a guest, she turned around to see a new face at the bar. He looked fairly young to be a drinker, but she could be wrong, some people were just blessed with baby faces at old ages. Walking over to the male, she questioned with a charming smile on her face, ”Hey there, what can I get for you?” It was the common bartender question and he quickly replied to her. The male was fairly charming and that was for sure, not to mention good looking. His words flowed out and as he continued, he was particurally charming, a sign he might be underage. She lifted her brows in amusement and even blushed lightly when he said she deserved to be on his arm and getting free drinks. ”Well, I already can get all the drinks I want without being in the company of a charming young man.” Calling him a young man should have been a hint that she caught onto him. But as he leaned in and asked for a few different drinks, she gave him a smirk and didn’t ask for his I.D.. This kid was trying too hard, all just to get a drink, but she was going to allow him to drink anyway.

Of course giving alcohol to a minor could result in her losing her job, but she knew magics that would easily make the manager forget. Estelle kept her smile and stayed silent before getting him a beer mug full of Blue Moon and a shot of Bourbon Whiskey, just as he asked. Bringing the drinks to him, one in each hand, she laid them on the counter before him and leaned in close, ”It’ll be our secret.” She said lightly in his ear before winking at him. Backing up, she put her elbows on the countertop and leaned down, watching him lightly and smiling lightly before asking, ”So a young guy like you and you want to sulk at a bar?” She lightly teased him with a seductive and flirtatious smile.