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And she needed a break from her usual haunts tonight. It had been rough dealing with some nastier stuff this past week and Rita just wanted some down time. Somehow she found herself in a club.
A jazz club to be exact. She got some weird looks with her bright red dyed hair and the black streaks running through it. The way she dressed got a few more but she was a confident person who was able to just smile her way though anything.
She ordered a drink and sat with her back pressed against the bar and watched the band playing. The music wasn't her normal heavy metal stuff that helped her think and order her thoughts but this was actually pretty good. The different kind of good.
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