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His green eyes are staring at us. He smiles, bringing a beer bottle to his mouth.
“Thank you,” I reply, staring back at her.
She has really heavy makeup on, with prominent dark lines around her eyes. She’s wearing a black mini skirt with a matching bra.
“Come have some fun with us.”
Kat walks back with a bottle of gin, tequila and vermouth. She looks at me with the side of her eye as she pulls out martini glasses and begins to mix the drinks, making a martini first.
She has her orange hair in a bob cut. The roots are black. Her face is round with a septum nose ring and a tiny, heart-shaped tattoo on the side of her neck.
“I'm sorry but I have a ton of work to do,” I answer.
“Come on, it’s just for a few minutes,” the stranger insists.
“I-”
“Run along, D. Have some fun. I’ll cover for you,” Kat cuts. I stare at her to be sure it’s okay.
“Have a little fun, girl!” Kat adds. She has a mini jean skirt with net leggings on and a black crop top.
“Alright. Just five minutes.”
“Just five,” the stranger smiles. Her smile shows off the deep dimples on both her cheeks.
I clean my hands with another dry towel, rubbing my hands on my blue jeans afterward.
“You might want a shot first,” Kat suggests. She is done with the stranger’s order and hands it over to her.
“We’re over there,” the stranger says with the drinks in her hand.
“She’ll be with you in a sec.” Kat quickly pours me a shot of vodka.
“You can’t seriously want to hang out with that hottie for just five fucking minutes, Diana.”
I take a gulp of the shot. The sting on my tongue causes me to make a face.
“I’ve got work to do, Kat.” I drop the glass, wanting one more.
“Bullshit! You, my friend, are in dire need of some good time. Fuck around for once, for Christ fucking sake.”
“Chris is on his way already. Your shift’s almost over anyway.” She pours me another shot.
My hands get sweaty as I nervously pick up the shot.
“Free yourself tonight. You’ll regret it if you don’t.” Kat adjusts my shirt, unbuttoning the top buttons. She tosses my hair down my shoulder, freeing the bun. The whiskey starts to hit.
“Alright,” I nod. I walk out of the bar section into the crowd.
A sweaty smell wafts in the air, with a strong presence of alcohol and weed. It almost makes me choke.
I spot the lady with her friends. Two ladies and three guys are at the left end of the club.
Today had to be the worst day to pick out blue jeans and a black cropped shirt as my outfit. I don’t feel sexy enough with the crappy outfit.
“Hey you,” the stranger says as she pulls me closer into her group. “Guys, this is...”
“Diana.”
