Billy Khan stands at the bar of his own club, wasted and drinking alone. It is a Thursday night which never compares to the busy, wild atmosphere of the weekends and as the World Cup has kicked off, a lot of folk have decided to stay indoors or party in a place with less rules and restrictions. The club is rather quiet, allowing Billy to have some time to himself. He folds his arms and rests them on top the immaculate bar - no spillages, no crumbs or leftover pieces of food, not even a trace of a fingerprint. Just like Billy himself, he makes sure his club is in pristine condition. Despite downing yet another whiskey and swaying slightly, he still looks rather presentable in his suit and perfectly styled hair. Billy was just stopping by the club to take care of a few matters and was talking to some staff before thinking of heading home but after agreeing to have one free drink, the hours have suddenly flown in and he now finds himself getting a few strange looks from the small amount of people in the club. With the way he is draining the contents of the glasses, anyone would believe he is some sort of alcoholic. For someone who makes millions, is constantly on camera, chats with huge stars and on the posters in nearly every teenage girl's bedroom, there is always an air of loneliness surrounding Billy. "S-Sarah?...Can..can I have another one?" he asks the barmaid to which she replies to by sighing and reluctantly pouring him another. "Cheers."

OOC: Feel free to join. Be friendly, be funny, be rude or take advantage of a drunken Billy. Anything goes :P

Billy places his lips on the edge of the glass, ready to down another drink before he senses someone next to him. He may be drunk but Billy is always ready to have a go at someone or defend himself and for a split second, he is ready to tell this person approaching him to "fuck off", thinking that it is someone coming over to take the piss out of a drunken celebrity. However, when he hears the familiar voice he turns around and looks a little confused. Billy and Honor's paths rarely cross since they live so far apart and their usual meetings are planned out carefully so for her to appear out of the blue is a pleasant surprise for Billy. "Hon-Honor?" he says with a slight smile but with a little confusion in his eyes. "What...wha-at you doing here? I thought you'd be...you know...like...back living in...in eh...eh...wherever you live." Billy finished yet another whiskey and goes to sit down on the bar stool but misses the seat. Thankfully he manages to hold onto the bar to stop himself from falling. "Don't tell nobody...but I think I'm a little drunk."

Honor is one of only few people that Billy is totally comfortable around. He also has his friends like Kai, Rory and the rest of Weekend but even those guys have only witnessed certain sides to Billy's personality. Although Honor doesn't know absolutely everything about Billy nor understand how his mind works at times, he feels a lot more relaxed around her and believes that if he were to truly open up to someone one day it would probably be Honor. They are very similar in certain ways. Both of them have no problem expressing their opinions whether they are wanted or not, they don't exactly act all cute and cuddly, they like to get high and drink a lot, they definitely know how to defend themselves but most importantly, there is an air of mystery surrounding them and their bold fronts. Billy has been through hell and back and he sort of knows that Honor's life has been no picnic too but none of them dare to share too much information on their pasts. Instead, they put a brave face on and power through whatever comes next. This is probably why Billy has a lot of time and respect for Honor - he sees a lot of himself in her. Billy chuckles and plays around with the empty glass. "No...no hookup for me. Just wanted some...some eh...some time alone. Reflect on shit. Realising that if I weren't a dad I'd have pr-probably thrown myself under a truck by now. A little bit of self-loathing, you know?"

"You're here t-to save the day? Well.....usually my idea of turning the night around and having a g-good time is by drinking heavily. I'm already shitfaced though so I should actually be on fucking cloud nine by now.....cloud ten even due to the amount of poison in my system tonight. That's not the case though." he says with a little laugh. Although he makes a little joke of his drinking habits, it is becoming a little concerning. Whenever Billy isn't working or arguing with someone he is drinking heavily. It is his way of dealing with things and escaping the real world for a while. The truth is though, Billy doesn't even know what the real world is. He has never had any stability in his life and it has really thrown him. Although people may think it is rude of Billy to complain about such a "glamorous" lifestyle which millions yearn for, the truth is that it really is too much for the singer to take. Think about it, he went from fighting over a space to sleep in an alleyway to selling out arenas across the globe and that was practically overnight. When he auditioned for Weekend, Billy barely had a stitch of clothing to call his own and now look at him. He's went from living in one extreme to another. From begging for leftover food to having it all served to him on a silver platter is a huge culture shock. He only knows what it's like to live in absolute poverty and to be swimming in the cash, two situations which the average, "normal" person rarely finds themselves in. There was never any normality in his life. One moment he is a homeless teen who the world wouldn't miss if he died in a ditch the next he's one of the most talked about stars on the planet. "Meh...just thinking about everything. Things I should and shouldn't have done. All the people I've fucked over. All the shit I've been through.....but you know what? That doesn't matter because nobody cares. They don't care about me they'd rather just yell at me. Lots of people yell at me and ask for a picture and an autograph while crying at my feet like I'm some God. Others yell at me, tell me how horrible I am and that I'm the spawn of the Devil. Mixed messages. Confusing, isn't it?" He sighs and rubs his eyes. "Rope and a chair? You'd be surprised at what I could make out of that." he says with a little wink, showing that he is not completely depressed and is his usual flirtatious self. Billy searches the pockets of his suit jacket and brings out a small carton of cigarettes. "You wanna go outside for a smoke?"

"he flashing lights and screaming fans are not the only downside to Billy's life at the moment. Ever since he entered the spotlight, a lot of people seem to be determined to fit him into just one persona, label him and treat him like a product. Billy became this "bad boy" and the media would twist anything he does just to show him in a negative light and make sure he still looks like the bad guy as it sells stories and they see it as his "role". A lot of people seem to think they have Billy figured out and that irritates the hell out of him. Billy has spoken about being abandoned, living on the streets for a bit and that he had a rough time growing up and suddenly people think they know everything about him and what he is all about. He is labelled as "crazy", "psychotic" and "nasty" based on just a few things and the tiny piece of his past that they know. However, the surface has only been scratched on Billy. Nobody has any idea what he witnessed and endured growing up. Severe mentally scarring stuff. If he spilled the beans on the things that went on when he was a child then nobody would blame him for being slightly unhinged now. One thing he likes about Honor is that she doesn't see him in the way he is represented in the media. She doesn't see him with either a halo above his head or horns sticking out of it. A lot of people in the industry either get in with Billy to look cool or to get a rise out of him because they only see him the way he is shown in Culture Uncut and the likes whereas Honor just sees him as stupid, drunk, lovable Billy. Their friendship is actually one of the only sources of normality. "You? Beautiful? Mmmm....I'd say you were just 'bove average. But hey, that's just my opinion." He laughs lightly and stumbles away from the bar and across the club. "Not got any weed but I guess cigarettes will do."

"You're the hottest thing with a vagina in here? Well you're only comparing yourself to the two other girls in the club and they aren't exactly oil paintings themselves. Put you in among a bigger crowd of girls and you'd be outshone easily." Billy laughs and staggers out of the bar, practically falling into the front door when pushing it open. "You know I'm just k-kidding though. You know that I think you're hot as fuck." Billy takes out a cigarette and sways slightly as he tries to light it up. He eventually manages to light the tip and takes a long drag of it before tilting his head up and exhaling the smoke. "I don't usually let it hurt me at the time. You know me, I hear someone say something and I just see red and attack. I only get upset a good while afterwards when I'm alone with my thoughts. Anyway, it's not so much the fact that people dislike me that I hate. I just hate it when people think they know me and have me all figured out based on whatever the fuck Culture Uncut is printing. Nobody really knows me. Even Deneil is clueless about certain...things too." He takes another drag of his cigarette. When Honor puts her arm around him and gives him a kiss on the cheek, Billy chuckles and puts his arm around her too. "Oh, I'm getting kisses now? I hope you aren't trying to take advantage of me, Ms Wynter." He laughs lightly and pulls Honor in, gently kissing her on the forehead. "Yeah I know I'll always have you. Well until you decide to jet back to the States again and leave me all alone again. Poor me."

She was dressed in a white jersey, no pants on underneath, and some long black boots. She had drawn some feline features on her face and a short blonde wig was on her head. She also had a black and gold masquerade mask sitting on the top of her head which also looked similar to a cat. Truth be told, there was no real answer as to what Honor was dressed as but she looked cute so she just decided to be a cat. She felt like sometimes costumes could just be random and didn't really need to be a knock off from some show or the latest hot celebrity. As she was walking through the club, she was watching everyone and making sure they were all having a good time. It was dark but there were some lights flashing and loud music blaring. It was nice to forget about her troubles for at least the night and have some fun. She had already ordered a drink and was waiting at the bar for it.

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"Thank you." She said to the nice bartender and sipped on her drink. She then turned around, pleased at how the party was going so far. She had left earlier to set up some things so Kai was still back at the hotel. She hoped he would get there soon and Billy was nowhere to be found. Most of her friends were there as well as some strangers and acquaintances. She just wanted to wind down.

Honor walks over to a group of friends, chatting with them before she looks over and sees Mariko and Erica. She didn't know what to really say to either of them and she was sure neither of them would come up to her so she just let it be. After her months of going through rollercoaster after rollercoaster, she just felt like she shouldn't care much about anything anymore. She smiles at her friends, following them to the middle of the dancefloor so they could all attempt to dance. She wasn't much of a dancer but she loved the feeling of it.

Honor keeps dancing and then sees Erica and Mariko, smiling at them. She didn't hate them or anything but she just didn't want to start or get involved in any drama or anything. After she let herself slip on Twitter, she knew that she could possibly be a loose canon. It was hard for her to walk away from fights sometimes but she was a big girl and she knew she could get past things if she had to. She breaks away from her friends and then walks over to the two sisters. "Cute outfits," she says to them, smiling a little.