Andy Glass - For @StickToYourSarah :)
You scanned the bar, looking for your best friend. She had gone to the restroom 10 minutes ago and had yet to return. You groaned in frustration and pulled your phone out of your bag.
"Looking for someone?" A smooth voice said beside you. You glanced and saw a very attractive lad with lots of tattoos. You nodded and dialed your friend's number. "You weren't ditched by a date were you?"
You shook your head as the phone rang against your ear. "Y/F/N, where are you?" You shouted into the phone when she answered.
"Shit!" She exclaimed. "I forgot to tell you-"
"You met a guy?" You assumed. You wouldn't be surprised. This would be the third time in a row.
"Yeah. I'm really sorry, Y/N." She did sound sorry. You were just bummed.
"Be safe." You muttered and hung up, returning your phone to your pocket.
"If it makes you feel any better, my friend ditched me too." The guy with tattoos said, waving for the bartender. He held up two fingers.
"How much you wanna bet they left together?" You smirked at him. He returned it as the bartender served two shots. He wordlessly slid one to you.
"Andy." He said, holding up his shot.
"Y/N." You clicked your shotglasses together and knocked them back. "So who ditched you?" You asked him.
"A couple of my buddies. One of them left with his girlfriend and the other left with a girl not too long ago." He shrugged.
"So you're all alone?" You raised an eyebrow. He grinned at you. You couldn't lie, he had a hell of a smile.
"Not necessarily." He replied.
"What's that supposed to mean?" You challenged, signaling the bartender for another round of shots.
"Well, you haven't ditched me yet." He smirked.
Not even forty-five minutes later, you and Andy were both drunk. You had lost count of how many shots you had, but you were sure it was more than you've done in a long time.
"So if you had to choose between being born with a dragon tail or a horn on your nose like a rhinoceros, which would you choose?" Andy asked you, speaking a lot louder and slower than when you first began speaking.
"Dude-" you slapped his arm. "Both."
"You would want a rhino nose and a dragon tail?" He said with a disbelieving tone.
"Yes!" You exclaimed, it made total sense to you.
"Any particular reason?" He drunkenly mumbled with a cute smile.
"Grown men would fear me," you began.
"Fair enough." Andy nodded.
"I would never have to worry about being kidnapped or robbed or murdered. And if any of those things should be attempted, BOOM! Hit them with my fucking tail and stab them with my fucking rhinocer-nose. I'm safe." You finished explaining.
"I guess you're right. You'd probably never get laid again though." He chuckled.
"Their fucking loss." You said proudly, waving for the bartender.
"I think you've had enough to drink, Y/N." Andy told you, thanking the bartender.
"I want more." You insisted.
"How about one more since the bar is closing soon? Then we get a cab and go home." He suggested.
"My home or your home?" You questioned.
"Maybe we should go to our own homes." He laughed. "We're probably so drunk we won't even remember this." He sighed.
"But it was fun. I want to remember this." You pouted. He got an excited look on his face. He pulled out his phone and got closer to you. He wanted to take a picture with you. You both pulled a funny face and he took the picture.
"There." He said.
You finished your last drinks, each called a cab, and went home. When you got to your place your roommate, the friend who ditched you at the bar, was asleep in her bed with a man you had never met. You quickly fell asleep.
The next morning you woke up with a killer hangover. You stumbled into the kitchen to find your friend and the guy she was with eating breakfast.
"Did you have fun after I left?" Your friend asked.
"I think so." You had a very foggy recollection of the night before. You remembered a cute guy with tattoos but that was about it.
"I wonder what Andy did after I left..." The mysterious guy mumbled under his breath.
"Andy?" That name sounded familiar. "Andy!"
Your friend and the guy looked at you questioningly.
"Did you meet him last night?" The guy asked.
"I think so. I hung out with an Andy." You shrugged, trying to picture him.
"Tattoos, an award winning smile that could charm the pants off a grandma? That Andy?" The guy smirked at you.
"That's him." You nodded. The guy pulled out his phone, pushed a few buttons, and slid it to you.
"I'm sure he won't mind me giving you his number." He grinned.
You happily put his number in your phone and texted him.
Guess who? I'll give you a hint: dragon tail and a rhino nose.
You chatted with your friend and the guy, who's name you learned was Kyle, until you got a response from Andy about 15 minutes later.
It was the picture you two had taken with the caption: This picture makes a lot more sense now haha.
A/n: Sorry this wasn't terribly funny. Hopefully it was alright though :)
