since the fifth grade when Miranda witnessed Angelisa getting beaten up by one of the junior cheerleaders and her friends. Miranda stepped in and broke the head cheerleader’s nose and gave another one a black eye. The two have been inseparable ever since. They even attended the same college, though Miranda attended longer than Angelisa. Angelisa just wanted her Associate’s and to be done. They got an apartment on the upper east side of Union Valley, Pennsylvania after graduation and began working at Ravenstone. Ravenstone looked like a horrible dive bar on the outside, but inside, it was decked out in a gothic style. Chains hung from the ceiling like curtains separating the areas of the interior. The bar was covered in a marbleized black and red dyed shellac. The barstools were covered in a red, sparkly naugahyde. Dark and gothic rock music blared from large speakers that were affixed in the corners.
Many people commented on how Miranda and Angelisa looked like they could be sisters. The only difference was that Miranda had one blue eye and one green eye. She often wore a blue-colored contact to hide the difference despite Angelisa’s insistence that nothing was wrong with her eyes. Both women were tall and medium in build, but Miranda was more toned as she loved to work out. Angelisa was more into comfort, but she remained fit. Her thought process was that if she was healthy, then nothing was wrong with what she was doing. Why fix something that wasn’t broke?
Miranda and Angelisa could pass for twins as both had very similar facial features. Both had a soft, round jaw line, beautiful doe-shaped eyes, a slight up-turned nose, and perfectly shaped ears. The only two differences were the fact that while Miranda was blonde, Angelisa had coffee-brown hair. Angelisa also had brown eyes.
Closing time was fast approaching, so Angelisa did the honors of making the announcement for last call for alcohol. “I’m so ready for this night to be over.” Angelisa said as she wiped the thin layer of sweat from her brow.
“Yeah, me too. Hey, who are those guys sitting over there? Most everyone has left except Mike and his crew, but they’re always here until we get ready to lock up. I don’t know those two. Do you?”
Angelisa looked over to where Miranda was pointing and saw the two men. “No, I don’t know them, but I sure would like to!”
“Angelisa Beckman!” Miranda said sharply. “You’re so bad!”
“What? You wouldn’t like to get to know either one—or both? Personally, I like the dark-haired one, but I’d definitely do them both.”
Miranda stared harder at the two strange men. You know, the one on the right IS kind of hot, she thought to herself. I wonder if they’re the new locals.
“I’ll go let them know we’re closing up.” Miranda said. “You stay here and cool your jets. I’m afraid you’ll have a massive orgasm and embarrass yourself.” Miranda stepped out from behind the bar and walked over toward the two men.
“Hardee har har,” shouted Angelisa as she dried the last of the double shot glasses.
Miranda stopped midstride to stick her tongue out at Angelisa, turned back around, and walked toward the men.
“Be careful to put that to good use!” shouted Angelisa in retaliation. Miranda could feel her face turning red as she flipped Angelisa the bird and continued toward the two men.
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Zechariah Wingfield and Lucius Blackwood arrived in Union Valley, Pennsylvania last night. They were anxious to sample the local culture. Their current life had