Same Streets

Chapter two

I was awoken from my deep wine-induced slumber by the intense 11 am sun. I scrambled around my bed for my phone in a blind panic, realizing I had no idea what time it was. With one eye open I looked over my phone checking the time and checking my missed texts. I threw myself back onto my bed stairing at the ceiling trying to calm this hangover that was about to smash down onto me. "I really need to stop drinking alone" I thought to myself, as death felt easier than getting myself out of this giant, comfy, hangover-free bed.

------

Later that night I got a call from Candice, rubbing in the weekend plans I had promised her earlier in the week. "So we should go back to the Anchor Pub, we never even got to see any bands play and I really want to try a Mojito". I hesitated because I felt bad for ditching her, I mean she really is the only person I kept in contact with and now I am being an anti-social jerk as usual. "Okay" I said as my voice broke. "But can't you try a Mojito anywhere?" I instantly knew that there was more to this story, there had to be an actual reason we had to go back all the way to Chelsea just to go to that dingy bar. "Well..." she waited. "Just trust me we will just go out and see where the night takes us". "Sure, Ill meet you, all the way in Chelsea...at The Anchor around 9" She agreed and we both hung up. I had no idea what was going to happen tonight, but I can't act like I had better plans.

-------

I decided to go shoot some pool with Candice at the bar. She finally got her Mojito and surprise-it sucked, but we still enjoyed ourselves. It was pretty packed, I won't lie, I am just really anti-social. It is almost like I find the need to NOT talk to people; I guess I am weird like that. So naturally when the band that everyone was there to see came on, I made my way to a dark corner. I shit you not, the band went on the tiny stage and holy shit- it was the prepubescent Robert Smith from earlier this week, the one who so wrongly guessed my drink of choice. I literally could not believe it; I must have looked ridiculous because my jaw was on the floor for what felt like an eternity. I looked around in such disbelief- as if I was being Punkd. They started to play and although I hate to admit it, they weren't so bad. Candice waved me to go over to her and i shook my head no and smiled. She should know how much I like my dark corner! "Ugh fine" she mouthed as she made her way over to me.

"So, do you recognize anyone"? She said obviously smiling. I turned my head and smiled. "Are you serious? Okay, who is this guy and what exactly are you up to?" "Well.." she folded her arms. "You and jack have been over for almost two years.. And you haven't dated since. I just thought you coming back to the city for a while you could maybe meet someone...I don't know cool? Just to hang out with, nothing serious". I didn't really know how to respond. "So, you knew who he was when he bought my drink"? She nodded yes. Was I that sad, that one week into moving to a new place my best friend is already trying to set me up? "Listen, I am not trying to be cupid by any means, but just think about it, he's really nice" She gave me a pat on my back and turned her attention to the band and started singing along. The lead singer flashed me a huge smile and I couldn't help but smile back.