At Bloomers Bar, 8.45 p.m.
I went there as a drunk customer, I put up an act, hmmm, something crossed my mind.What do you think if I leave this job and be an actor, I'm sure I'll win at least 5 Grammys every year plus mails from millions of crazy fans all around the globe?Haha, I'm just kidding, this dreadful job is a part of my life, I live in bed of roses, still breathing because of this job.I just can't leave it.
Me:Hey there, hello.....sweety,(she walked her way to me, passionately)
Kara:Hi, handsome.How can I help you?Want something to sip?
Me:Yeah,how about a bottle of Sauvignon Blanc?I'm wondering what's your name.....well you don't expect me to call you ''sweety'' all the time , right?
Kara:But I like it, the way you pronunce it makes my heart skips a beat,your voice it haunts.....well, why don't you guess my name?Let's see if you are a bold guy with a brain....
Me:Intriguing but I love it, hmmm, you're pretty hot,sultry, svelte,bubbly....hmm, I'll take my shot on Barbie......
Kara:Well, Barbie is blonde, I'm a girl with jet black hair.....try again...
Me:Ermmm, Sophia?
Kara:My initial is the letter 'K'.
Me:It's Katie right?I won't accept no as an answer.(I wonder who is stupid-er than you, Kara)
Kara:Will you accept ''wrong'' as an answer?The name's Kara.How about you, what's your name?
Me:Why don't we go to somewhere where we can be alone, I mean a place for you and me?
Kara:You're lucky that you have a physique a la Michael Trevino, I rarely talk to strangers this much.
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