Bubblegum Boy
Coruscant. Many people saw scum and villainy throughout the world. That was true, though if you were ever on the upper levels you'd find it much different. Classy shops, restaurants, clubs, you name it, and upper Coruscant had it. That's what Mason loved about the planet, you could do pretty much anything. Tonight he was going clubbing.
The teen smirked as he pulled on his pink V neck shirt. His blue jeans matched his jacket. He ran his fingers through his messy hair, grabbed his keys then exited his apartment. Mason made his way past the various clubs and shops walking past everybody with a swagger only someone like him could have. He reached one of his most favourite clubs. The neon lights were bright enough to see for blocks. There was a line leading all the way up to the bouncer. Mason was a regular at this particular club so he decided to skip the line and walk straight up to the bouncer. The man looked at him and cocked his head. Mason grinned.
"Hey Wes. I'm on the list right?" Mason asked as he pointed at the datapad. Wes looked at him and shook his head. "Head on in before I change my mind. You're lucky your birthday is in a few weeks." The bouncer said as he unhooked the velvet rope. Mason smiled and entered.
As soon as the doors opened, the sound of beats filled his ears, strobe lights flashed along with colourful lasers. The place was filled. There were people on the dance floor dancing away, people at the bar laughing, people in various booths. Servers walked around with various drinks all glowing and all alcoholic. Everyone was painted with glow in the dark body paint, that made Mason smile, people always went all out at these things. He walked to a woman who did the body paint and smiled. "Make me a tiger." the teen said with a smirk. A few minutes later his face was painted with stripes of orange. He walked towards the dance floor but stood aside.
"Pft. I could dance better than all of these groms." Mason said as he took off his jacket.
[member="Alace T'Ran"]
The teen smirked as he pulled on his pink V neck shirt. His blue jeans matched his jacket. He ran his fingers through his messy hair, grabbed his keys then exited his apartment. Mason made his way past the various clubs and shops walking past everybody with a swagger only someone like him could have. He reached one of his most favourite clubs. The neon lights were bright enough to see for blocks. There was a line leading all the way up to the bouncer. Mason was a regular at this particular club so he decided to skip the line and walk straight up to the bouncer. The man looked at him and cocked his head. Mason grinned.
"Hey Wes. I'm on the list right?" Mason asked as he pointed at the datapad. Wes looked at him and shook his head. "Head on in before I change my mind. You're lucky your birthday is in a few weeks." The bouncer said as he unhooked the velvet rope. Mason smiled and entered.
As soon as the doors opened, the sound of beats filled his ears, strobe lights flashed along with colourful lasers. The place was filled. There were people on the dance floor dancing away, people at the bar laughing, people in various booths. Servers walked around with various drinks all glowing and all alcoholic. Everyone was painted with glow in the dark body paint, that made Mason smile, people always went all out at these things. He walked to a woman who did the body paint and smiled. "Make me a tiger." the teen said with a smirk. A few minutes later his face was painted with stripes of orange. He walked towards the dance floor but stood aside.
"Pft. I could dance better than all of these groms." Mason said as he took off his jacket.
[member="Alace T'Ran"]