the bar ~part 2~

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Jacks POV

i began walking down the road from the bar. marks shiny black car was parked a little down the road, it was full of stacks of complicated looking blue prints. not surprised he came he almost every night.

when i got home i texted amy. (jack amy)

hey amy?

yea jack?

help plz

what do you want now?

you know how to talk to boys?

i guess why?

there's this really cute guy at my work place he's super cute and hot and i want to go on a date with him but i don't know how. 

there there young one,
i will teach you the art of asking out cute guys

thank you senpai 

now don't let it go to your head, all you gotta do, is say "hey mark you're really fucking cute and have a great ass wanna go on a date?"

AMY!!!

i never said it would be helpful

fair enough
so i just ask?

no jack you stand on one leg while the other is tied to your head for 6 days. YES YOU JUST ASK!!!

jeez fine

good luck mate 

thanks amy

no problem

i fell face first onto my bed, bringing the little green eyeball plush to my chest. "wish me luck sam." i whispered into the soft material.  i scrolled on my phone for a bit before sleeping.

Marks POV

i was writing a speech in my head to how i was gonna ask out jack. atsgyjfayrRuakraktakttaktk i'm so stupid he probably doesn't even like me.

i walked into my large shared apartment with my gay best friend Evie. she was playing with Chica on the couch. "why are you up so late?" i said looking at the clock on the wall 12:04.
"i don't have work tomorrow idiot. why were you at the bar again mark?" she said, cold blue eyes staring at me.
"how could you tell?"
"you smell like whiskey."
"fair game cheve." i said dropping the huge pile of blue prints onto our dining table. " this is why i was at the bar." i said rubbing my temples
"wow i'd need a drink too." evie said picking up the tequila and two glasses plonking them on the table.

she poured out two shots. "let's do this mark." we clinked shot glasses before chugging them. at 3 am we had finished the pile and evie was collapsed on the brown leather couch, drunk. i put the soft drunk blanket over her crumpled form. i walked to my bedroom with Chica and fell asleep shortly after. dreaming of a date with jack.

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