Post by Catty Sinclair on Jun 28, 2011 23:41:58 GMT -5
Catty sat there on her third shot of Scotch. She was starting to feel it though. She was so depressed, but she wanted to try and find some new friends. She was starting to believe that she was not entirely wanted there. She then walked over to the other guy who had just entered.
She had never seen the kid caring the cane before. He didn't look familiar to her at all. She sighed heavily and got up from the bar. She walked over to the kid with the cane. She fished a cigarette from her skirt pocket, and casually walked over to him. She was kinda cautious about doing that.
"Hello there, sir." She began with a serious face. She tried not to show so much enthusiasm towards him. She had no idea what this kid was like.
"Do you have a light? I seem to have run out of matches." She asked him with a small smile.
Just then she turned to the girl next to him and smiled at her as well.
She had never seen the kid caring the cane before. He didn't look familiar to her at all. She sighed heavily and got up from the bar. She walked over to the kid with the cane. She fished a cigarette from her skirt pocket, and casually walked over to him. She was kinda cautious about doing that.
"Hello there, sir." She began with a serious face. She tried not to show so much enthusiasm towards him. She had no idea what this kid was like.
"Do you have a light? I seem to have run out of matches." She asked him with a small smile.
Just then she turned to the girl next to him and smiled at her as well.
