Tears Of London

The black-haired girl with a fringe

ERIN

I was on the patio – which is not a patio at all, rather an open room – pressed on the little railing – which is also not one, but anyway. I was drinking the glass I had just poured, even if I didn't know what this liquor really was. It was sour as whisky and sweet like tequila.
Abruptly, I saw this black-haired girl with a fringe, and a very pale skin. She was wearing a long black skirt that was falling down her calves, and contrasting with her whiteness. I looked at this girl without really paying attention to her.
Until she came to me...
I felt she was hesitating – she was coming, then getting back off - but after a long minute of hesitation, she finally came.
- Oh ! Hey, she said while her voice was a bit shaking. How you doin' ?
The accent she was trying to take sounded fake. Same as the confidence she was trying to release. It was as if she was playing a role.
She clearly wants my dick. Maybe she never learnt how to flirt with someone, I first thought. Wait is she nervous...?
- Hey, I simply said, cause I didn't want to answer to her.
She was excessively smiling. I acted as if I was not scared by her.
- You've been served ? I asked, showing her my glass.
- Oh, um...no.
- You want a glass ?
She simply nod her head, for a « yes ».
So I told her to follow me.