It's hard to be the legacy of a legend. Especially when your heart is broken!
Stefan Harronate has it all. Beauty, youth, money, fame, a loyal best friend, countless women throwing themselves at him, and most importantly, a large, wonderful family t...
The unknown woman, dressed rather sexily in the latest fashion, walks slowly to the bar and observes the room around her. She sits down on a stool and crosses her legs. Edy, the bartender, approaches her.
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Edy: Good evening.
Woman: Good evening to you too.
Edy: What can I do for you?
Woman: First, tell me your name. I don't like talking to people whose names I don't know.
Edy: All right, I understand. My name is Edy.
Woman: Edy from Edward?
Edy: No. Edy from Kennedy.
Woman: Thank God. And why don't they call you Ken?
Edy: Do I look like a guy who could have the same name as a fucking plastic doll?
Woman: I think you're right.
Edy: What about yours?
Woman: Aurora, baby. My name is Aurora.
Edy: Nice! So, what can I get you, Aurora? What's your poison?
Aurora: A double scotch, neat and the manager.
Edy: I see. A woman who knows exactly what she wants. Very good. They're both coming up.
Aurora: Thanks, baby, and pour yourself one on me.
Edy: Sure.
As Edy serves the drinks, he whispers into the microphone on his shoulder while Aurora lights a cigarette and stares at Edy's ass through the mirrors behind him.
Edy: The manager will be here in a few minutes. Until then ...
He puts a glass down in front of Aurora and raises his own. She takes it and clinks it with his glass.
Edy: Cheers!
Aurora: Cheers!
They belt the strong blend down.
Edy: The lady knows how to drink, huh?
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