"I love you, Tony." Jenna smiled, reaching her hand across the table to caress Tony's cheek, as they pulled from their make-out session.
Andrew awkwardly noticed Jenna's bum in his face. He's an awkward person, and in awkward situations, awkward people do awkward things.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and began singing humorously, "All I want for my birthday is a big booty hoe."
Tony smiled, that genuine smile he did when he was satisfied with his life at the moment.
"Andrew, stop." Jenna laughed, struggling to get out of Andrew's grasp.
"No lap dance? What?" Andrew yelped, raising his index and middle finer up in the air, "waitress, this big booty hoe is defective. Can I have you instead?" He laughed.
The waitress scowled and walked towards him, "I'm sorry, sir. Were you ready to order?" The waitress asked Tony, the only mature looking adult at the table.
"Um, yes, actually," he chuckled.
Andrew, with one arm around Jenna's waist, began running his fingers over the name tag the waitress wore, "Porscha, what a beautiful name?" Andrew gasped, "kinda reminds me of the car," Jenna's eyes grew very concerned. This couldn't end well,"I guess if I can't own one, I can at least ride the other," There it was- SHOTS FIRED. Andrew had a bad habit of speaking disrespectfully to woman.
Porscha angrily stormed to the next table.
"Andrew!" Jenna slapped his chest with her hands, repeatedly.
"What? She was hot." He laughed, "Tony, am I right?"
He stared into Jenna's eyes passionately before replying, "The only girl in this place that catches my eye is Jenna."
Before anyone could react, the three heard the waitress at the next table- "The specials for today are Pig Knuckles," she leaned in towards Andrew's face, "Why don't you go wait in line behind the rest of your kind, preparing to have your knuckles cut off and fed to the customers?" She seemed pleased.
"Awe, honey. If you want me so bad, just say so. I love a little desperation in my woman."
Porscha glared angrily at Andrew, "I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
Tony, Jenna, and Andrew all exchanged looks, "I'm afraid I'm going to have to decline your offer." Andrew mouthed off once more.
Oh Andrew, making awkward moments even more awkward for 22 years.
YOU ARE READING
Without You (Tony Oller fan fiction)
FanficTony Michael Oller; the beautiful "T.O." To MKTO. A voice so beautiful, birds fling themselves to their death just to get a closer listen. A face so unforgettable, so precious. Those emerald eyes, so hypnotizing, and the only thing they desire to se...
