"twenty bucks, you can't get her number."
"pff, get your wallet out bro."
i walk over, confidently.
at least i try my hardest to look confident.
my insides are jelly.
no way will she give me her number.
and if i hadn't consumed six vodka shots,
i wouldn't be trying.
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Short Story(part 1 of the under series) she was beautiful. scary. truthful. open minded. opinionated. brave. argumentative. and me? I was blown away. lower case intended cover made by the ever talented @thatbeliever
