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The term for the first semester of the new school year was only a few days away in Paris and the students were flocking, most having already moved in to the student housing and apartments available over small businesses and tall buildings. Among the hustle and the bustle of everything sat a small bar at the corner of the street. The bar was the hip place to be among the students that called the city there home. It was so popular that some nights people had to be turned away or sit outside and drink along the road if no seats were available. This was the bar that Jo's best friend Miranda dragged her out to on a humid August evening.
Miranda had dragged her friend there early enough to get a spot in the back near the bar. The two women dressed in short dresses and heels with there hair all done up sat with two wine glasses and a bottle between them. "Hey!" Miranda leaned over and poked Jo lightly. "Have you thought about asking one of the gents over there who keeps ogling you to come over and join us?" Miranda wiggled her light brows and winked at Jo. Jo snorted and peered over to the men who were eyeing her. She rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Miranda... I'm not looking for a quick drink and then have some random guy coerce me into a bed for the night. Even if he is French." She added as an afterthought. "Well your loss." Miranda shrugged. She had already bedded three different Frenchman since they had arrived a week ago. Jo let her eyes roam over the crowd and then they stopped at a small stage with a large black grand piano. It took up most of the stage, the other half being home to a stool and a microphone. She vaguely wondered if someone was going to play this evening and went back to sipping her wine.
Miranda had dragged her friend there early enough to get a spot in the back near the bar. The two women dressed in short dresses and heels with there hair all done up sat with two wine glasses and a bottle between them. "Hey!" Miranda leaned over and poked Jo lightly. "Have you thought about asking one of the gents over there who keeps ogling you to come over and join us?" Miranda wiggled her light brows and winked at Jo. Jo snorted and peered over to the men who were eyeing her. She rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Miranda... I'm not looking for a quick drink and then have some random guy coerce me into a bed for the night. Even if he is French." She added as an afterthought. "Well your loss." Miranda shrugged. She had already bedded three different Frenchman since they had arrived a week ago. Jo let her eyes roam over the crowd and then they stopped at a small stage with a large black grand piano. It took up most of the stage, the other half being home to a stool and a microphone. She vaguely wondered if someone was going to play this evening and went back to sipping her wine.