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“We never go out anymore, it’ll be so much fun!”
Mitch rolled his eyes harshly, whining.
“There’s a reason! The second I have one shot, it’s over. Now I’m no alcoholic, but I also have no self control when I’m at a club.” He retorted. Kirstie groaned, frowning dramatically. She even forced herself to tear up a bit to help her case.
“Fine. I’ll just... go by myself. Alone. A young, small woman that can easily be snatched off the side of the road. Remember what my description is because a police man might ask you for it later.”
Mitch scoffed. “Guilt tripping never works on me, sis.”
Kirstie rolled her eyes and stood up. Flattening her dress down. “I’ll see you tomorrow, I guess.”
She mumbled.
And just as she was about to open up his front door, mitch stood up and exclaimed, “fine!”
Kirstie smirked but turned around and smiled. “Yay!” She praised.
“You won’t regret it, I’ll keep an eye on you all night. No shots for Mitch!”
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“SHOT SHOT SHOT SHOT!”
Drunk Kirstie exclaimed excitedly. Mitch was on his fourth shot, Kirstie on her fifth. They already had glasses of margaritas and were well passed the risk of a horrible hangover.
“I’m so glad I came, you’re my best friend and I-I love you so much.” Mitch cried. Holding her arm and squeezing it tightly.
Kirstie wiped her face, smiling. “I’m gonna cry! Here, watch my drink. I need to use the bathroom.”
Mitch I coherently mumbled a response, nodding slightly and watching her walk away.
As she left, he took noticed of all the well good looking guys around him. And since he wasn’t thinking right, he didn’t have much of a filter, either.
He stood up and walked to the first guy he saw, putting his hands on either side of his face.
“Your face is so symmetrical! How did you do that?” The guy was barely paying attention as he danced to a pounding skrilex song. Seeing as Mitch got no response, he moved onto the next guy.
And the next.
And the next.
And the next.
Until he ran into a tall, blond guy. He made a note in his head that this was, in fact, the man of his dreams.
“Hey blodie!” He yelled. He then giggled and mumbled, “i meant blondie.”
The blond man separated from the girl he was dancing with and moved to the side where Mitch was.
“Your face is so symmetrical!” Mitch exclaimed happily. He ‘booped’ his nose with his finger.
“Wow, you’re excitable. I’m Scott.” He introduced, holding his hand out for Mitch to shake. Mitch didn’t shake it, though. Instead he grabbed his hand and put it on his face.
