"The night is young and so am I, " the drunk lady on mini skirt murmured as she infused herself another tequila. Kween is a party animal. She's skinny, white and oxidized blonde, a pretentious rich bitch. Her online store with cheap merchandise was not selling well so she has to improvise, like she always does.
The entire night was exhausting and she'll still eying for her victime tonight. She shouldn't be drinking tonight because she have a lot of errands early the next day; but if alcohol is the only escape to her insanity she'll surely grab it, after all she doesn't like her job. A job that hardly pays the bill in exchange of persuading lascivious dirty old men for their investments.
"Excuse me. Is this taken? " the guy in a well fitted white polo asked.
"I'm single, " she spilled inappropriately.
"Miss, I meant this seat, " he politely replied "Is this taken?"
She was distracted by his perfectly chiseled face and fancy perfume, his expensive watch too. "My apologies. I'm a little bit tipsy and temporarily impaired. Go ahead, " she corteously respond while still inspecting the guy from head to toe.
"Thanks. It seems you're spending the night alone, " he said.
"Quite like it. How about you? " she answered trying to start a conversation.
"Actually I'm waiting for someone. "
"Well I guess she's gonna be late. We girls like to make our guys wait. Just to test the water."
"I'm sure he's not gonna be late. My boyfriend doesn't want me waiting."
Her heartbeat skipped a few. She have been fooled again by another gorgeous men.
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Love In Cup
RomanceWhat if you can find love instantly, you just have to add hot water. A story where love as a commodity in a world not so different to ours. People long for true love only to find themselves to an addicting concoction in a cup.
