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Chapter 32
- am. I don’t consider myself old, but I’ve been twenty–nine and holding for a while now. One of these days I’ll just say fuck it and call it an even thirty, but not tonight.
You come in here often?” he asks in my direction.
I’m a little surprised that he’s even noticed me, given that my sulking disposition is undoubtedly showing. I have to give him credit for the audacity of trying to start a conversation though.
His opening line is telling me to just say fuck it and blow him off. I want to yell “fuck off” at any man right now, but the mellowing effects of the alcohol beg otherwise. I shouldn’t be drinking.
Since I’m not sure i even want any company, I decide to just play it out to see where it goes. Besides, 4 could use a little fun.
“You need a lot more practice,” I reply, adding a little laugh.
“Excuse me?
“You need more practice,” I reply, a bit louder this time.
‘Practice?‘ and I note an odd, quizzical look cross his face.
“With your opening lines”
“Oh…well apparently so, and I see a broad grin beaming back at me. “But I only meant the remark as a simple hả”
“A simple hi would’ve been better®
He seems to mull over that for a second or two before replying, “Can I start over?”
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“That was ok but you should have added a little something to go with it”
I see he’s getting a little flustered, a tinge of red crossing the smooth clear features of his face. I like that. It suits my mood perfectly.
“Well, would you mind if I moved a little closer so I wouldn’t have to nearly shout
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I guess I’ve made a new friend, and maybe I need one.
Dm suddenly feeling just a little guilty about the earlier barbs. I’m still in a rather foul mood, but I just can’t bring myself to be mean to this guy. He’s way too cute and I’m half drunk. I just can’t manage to be a bitch when I’ve been drinking.
Well I must apologize for my unusual behavior Alex, but I’m just not in the best of moods. right now
“Oh, no apology necessary,” he laughs, besides you’re right…I do need the practice”
I’m in the middle of a sip of my drink when he asks, “So what brings you here tonight?”
“That’s a really bad line too, I laugh, but I’ll forgive you this time”
It’s been a while since any guy made me laugh, even if it is with just a corny line.
He laughs and smiles at me. He’s got incredibly beautiful eyes, and thankfully a full set of teeth.
I don’t know why, but I start a conversation with him. I suppose it’s simply a cry for some company or recognition. Of course, a generous dose of alcohol tends to loosen my lips considerably, not to mention my inhibitions. The warm looks from his dazzling hazel eyes don’t hurt either.
Alex proves to be a pleasant conversationalist, once he gets over the rough spots, and I begin to truly enjoy our exchange. He’s even witty and possesses a clever intelligent charm that I find most attractive. Not that I’m looking mind you.
He seems so innocent, and it’s so easy to pry information from him I just can’t believe it. Of course, I indulge to the maximum. I adore a good snoop into other people’s lives,
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