Off The Record

Part 6: Blue Jeans and Bourbon

I decided to wear my blue jeans and white shirt.. and a green bomber jacket. So you know trying to look good but not too good, right? Well its 7:30, only 30 minutes to see Alex. Why do I feel nervous, it's not like it's a date.

I arrive at the bar, only 10 minutes early. To my surprise Alex was already there, just waiting outside. He looked so much better than earlier. He looked so much put together, his hair was slicked back and he had glimmer in his eye. That's the Alex I know.

"Hello stranger." I said.

Alex looked at me and smiled "Well hi there, I didn't expect you to be here this early."

I laughed a little, "I tend to be early to things, it's a habit." I said.

"Good to know." Alex said with a smile. "Let's go in, shall we?" Alex said while holding to door open for me. There were a fair amount of people here.

"I can get drinks, you promised we'd get drunk." Alex said.

"Well I'll have whatever you're having" I said. Alex when over to the bartender. I looked around at the crowd. Everything seemed right, and good in the world. I know that sounds incredibly cheesy, but it's true. Alex came back holding two bourbons.

"Ah, let me guess. Bulleit?" I said with a little laugh escaping.

"How did you know? I'm actually surprised they had it." Alex said while laughing a little.

"Lucky guess" I said while smiling at him. I look a drink. "Oh wow, that is pretty good."

Alex smiled at me, "Now you know how why I love it."

I smiled at him. He seemed so happy to be here with me. Which is odd because no guy ever seems to be happy with me. They're just content until something better comes along. With Alex it's different, i've never felt like this before.

"Okay next rounds on me and it's going to be shots." I said. Took the last sip of my drink and walked over to the bar. Tonight is a good night to get incredibly wasted.