Kirk

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You were at a bar with your sister. It took a little while, and you never noticed him first, but your sister pointed him out. This man, quite handsome to be honest, was looking at you. Not in a creepy way, but a nice way.

Your sister started slapping your arm as he walked toward you. He sat down next to you. Now that he was closer, he really was handsome. He has beautiful blue eyes, that added to the look of his dirty blonde hair.

"Hey, I'm Jim. I couldn't help but notice such a beautiful sitting over here, can I buy you a drink?" He asked, all in one breath. Even though it didn't show, he was nervous.

"Sure, a drink can't hurt. I'm Y/N." you say. Jim got up and brought back two drinks. He handed one to you.

"I'll let you two be for a while." Your sister said, getting up and walking over to a different table.

"Where are you from, Y/N?" Jim asked, before taking a sip of his drink. He wasn't drunk yet, that was good.

"You know, around." You answer.

"Hey, a bar isn't a very good first date. Want to meet somewhere else in a could days? Saturday night at a resteraunt of your choice?" Jim asked.

"Alright. Here's my number." You say writing it on his arm. "Call me." You add before walking away.

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