Half a Heart (Jack) [M]

[Penelope Lopez]

Having a fake ID came in handy since the restrictions on alcohol were so tough at Hammel. Especially since she had been caught drinking there once already. Sure, Penelope liked trouble as much as any other troublemaker, but getting caught wasn't always as fun. So, instead of risking being at the school, and having bigger chances of getting caught, she had grabbed her fake ID, put on a revealing dress, that just happened to be incredible short as well, and headed down to the club district.

Getting in wasn't all that hard, seeing as she pretty much knew the doormen from all the times she had been here before, so without even using her fake ID, she slipped inside and went straight for the bar. After everything that had happened and her feelings for Callie, Penelope was finally starting to feel like her old self again. She wasn't hanging around at her dorm feeling sorry for herself anymore, and hopefully, that only meant her feelings had passed. Though, she really doubted it, because every time she saw that beautiful blonde, half-greek, her heart skipped a beat.

But that wasn't going to ruin her evening. She was determined to get drunk, have fun and maybe find some rich hottie that would take her home to his/her luxurious apartment.

After ordering her drink, Penelope headed straight for the dance floor, keeping her distance so no one would bump into her and spill her drink. Of course, she'd force them to buy her a new one, but still. Wasted alcohol was never good alcohol.

[Jack McCarthy]

“Excuse me, are those tights or a stairway to heaven?”

“Wow, great line…not”

“Lesbian!”

“Excuse me, I’m the federal booby inspector, if you’ll just let me-!”

“Fuck off Pervert!”

“Ok, but you don’t know what you’re missssinnnng…”

“Hey do you think I could-“

“Don’t even think about it freak!”

Freak? Hey! I have feelings! And so does my cock!”

Ahhh, finally after the quite stressful few weeks. He finally found himself in an environment he was probably more comfortable in then any other person in the world. Annoying others.

Jack was a man who enjoyed the simple pleasures of life, and the nightclub served those up in abundance. Plenty of people to screw with. And he enjoyed butting in to couples slow dancing and hitting them with his signature charm ruining the mood nicely.

This is what he needed a damn good time with no strings attached and booze flowing freely. This was the life. Jack started boding his head and moving off beat to a fast track in his head when he found himself dancing next to a latino woman. Jack’s eye brows raised just a little as he wandered over.

In the immortal words of Lionel Richie…Hello”

[Penelope Lopez]

Penelope's attention towards the glass in her hand was disrupted as a sneaky looking worm crawled out of his hole to present him in a surprisingly original way. Penelope cocked her eyebrow as she turned to look at the boy in front of her, which was clearly underage by the sound of his cheesy pick-up lines. ''Wow, who let the dogs in?'', she asked rhetorically and scanned the boy from tip to toe. Okay, so he wasn't that bad looking. Clearly not rich or anything OR Callie, but he had to do.

Sure, she'd probably come to regret this later, but if she was lucky, she'd never have to meet this poor excuse of a boy ever again. Or even rest of the evening. She needed distractions, and he seemed desperate enough, so she decided to cut the crap and get right down to business.

With a roll of her eyes Penelope finished her drink and placed it on a nearby table before pulling the boy with her towards the bar. ''Two whiskeys, one ice cube for each.'', she ordered and pulled out her ID. She then turned towards the boy, whatever his name was. ''You're buying.'', she said with her nasally voice and leaned back against the bar.

''What's your name anyways? Wait, actually. I probably won't remember it, and quite frankly, I don't care.''

Charming as ever, Miss Lopez.

[Jack McCarthy]

Being a woman who goes clubbing must be incredible easy, you don’t need ID, you don’t need to bring money, all you need to is wear a insanely short, make your cleavage seriously noticeable and hey presto! People will just let you do whatever the hell you want!

It must be awesome having a pair of tits. Jack would so let some one feel him up just to get into clubs free.

But he had to admit, after all here he was buying her drinks, hopeful for the opportunity for sex. To be fair this wasn't just Jack's sex drive taking contro, Jack thought this would be just the remedy he needed to recover from the trauma of the last few days and try to regain some kind of normality, is by scoring. Maybe that’s one way he can expel the demons of Layla.

Jack had to laugh at Penny’s comment though and he slammed down some money “I like that! Someone finally cutting though the bullshit, let’s just get right to it shall we? Let’s drink until we can’t feel feelings anymore. Oh I'm Jack by the way.

[Penelope Lopez]

At least Pen could give Jack the credit of not wanting anything besides exactly the same thing she was looking for: Distractions. He wasn't that bad looking, and even if his voice made her want to claw her own ears off, she could live with it for one night. After that, she'd never have to hear it again. Ever. Or so she hoped anyways. But then again, Penelope was good at pretending people didn't exist, so if she was so unlucky to meet him again, she'd treat him like air: Invisible. And even she knew how easy it could be to waste air.

She lifted the whiskey to her lips and cocked her eyebrow at the brown haired boy before she took a sip of the bitter drink. ''Please stop talking.'', she said with a scowl and finished her drink in a second sip. He was annoying. Really, really annoying, and she had only hung around him for what, a few minutes now? Ugh.

Okay, she could feel the warmth of the alcohol running through her system. Without another word, she pulled the brown ha- Jack with her towards the women's bathroom. (Well, duh. They smell better.) There was no need for other types of pleasantries, and if he was scared, he still had the chance to run away. Pushing through the crowds was easy enough, seeing as how little she cared about the glares and the comments.

''Now's your time to rise and shine, Baboso.'' Literately and figuratively.

[Jack McCarthy]

Jack followed Penelope lead and turned his attention to the drink in front of him and with a shrug of his shoulders he quickly picked up his drink and pour the entire contacts down his throat. One of his many party tricks was the ability to consume ridiculous amounts of booze, thanks in no small part to his years of experience. As the drink hit his system, he gagged at it’s bitterness, as it felt like his brain was being pressed against his skull before it relaxed. “Wooo!” Jack said as he frantically pumped his fist.

Suddenly before he knew it, he was being dragged by shirt by this hot chick in the direction of the bathroom “WOOOAH!” Jack exclaimed not expected the sudden tugging motion “You’re a little forward aren’t you? I take it you don’t want to show me the fine art on the wall or teach you to wipe…At least I hope not…that’ll be weird”

Damn Jack was good! This had to be a new record for him, He had be only talking to her for about ten seconds and already he scored…even though he was slightly intimidated by her. She had man eater written all over her.

“Don’t worry, the little general has no problem standing to attention” Jack said as he approached the door to the bath room “Baboso? Isn’t he a pirate? Man, pirates are awesome! I could so be a pirate”

[Penelope Lopez]

She tried her best ignoring his words, because really... It made no sense. And how this guy could get laid anywhere else was a mystery to her. Okay, maybe that was a little hypocritical of her, because that was just what she was about to do. But she needed distractions, not a lover, so he was better than nothing, and she wasn't about to go searching all night for the perfect one night stand. She was here to go in, get what she wanted and then leave again.

''You have the worst case of mouth diarrhea I've ever seen.'' Like that wasn't obvious. He was like that kind of annoying itch you just couldn't get rid of, but it was necessary for healing a wound, so you kinda had to live with it. ''I'm sure you could, sweetie.'', she said sarcastically at his pirate comment and rolled her eyes.

Penelope opened the bathroom door and held it open for him. ''Ladies first.''

[Jack McCarthy]

If Jack had the ability to read mind’s he would have been stunned by Penelope’s confusion. Why wouldn’t he get laid?! Just look at him, he was just too pretty not to have sex with, and don’t even get him started on his earth shattering charisma. He was just do loveable.

Jack sauntered into the bathroom with a smirk of excitement planted on him “Cool! I’ve never been in the girl’s bathroom before…it’s different, but the exact same as the mens!

Of course this banter was all somewhat foreplay for the events to come, and for Jack they couldn’t come fast enough, a one night stand is just what the doctor called for. He needed a distraction more then you would believe. It was becoming a real pain in the ass seeing Layla everywhere he went

“Sooo. Are we just doing it the once, or will we be at it all night if you know what I mean?”