"So did you come here alone?"
"No i...I came with me friend." As I turned around to find her, I notice something...
"Is that her? The one with someone eating her face..?"
"Oh my god..."
"So it looks like she ditched you..."
"Yeah she did..."
"I'm sorry I'm not making this any better..."
"Yeah..." after I said that we sat there for a while in aquward silence, until he burst out laughing. I was confused why he was laughing, but I couldn't help from laughing eather.
"So where are you from?" Oh god he is making small talk! What do I do?
"I'm form Michigan. Where are you from?" What the hell did I just do?
*hours later*
As we sat there giggling, the bar tender leaned over to tell us the bar was closed. Wow we had talked that long?
"So it looks like the bar is closed and... your friend is... gone... I guess eating eachother's face wasn't enough..."
*Laughs*"Yeah I guess not."
"How about I give you a ride back?"
"That would be nice" as I tried to stand I started to fall, but instead of feeling the hard cold ground. I felt his warm soft arm.
"Carefull there."
"S...sorry."
"Here let me help you to the car." As he helped me up and walked my carefully to the door. It happened again. That weird feeling, of happiness but not quite.
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What Is Love?
Storie d'amoreA young girl doesn't under the concept of love. And the quest to understand takes her to some funny places. Oh and did I mention she as a twin...