"What do you mean you can't come?!" you're pacing your bedroom angrily, constantly scoffing in disbelief at not only your best friend's shitty babysitter but the lone fact that you got all dolled up for nothing. "Alright look, I spent hours getting ready to just go to a fucking bar and there's no chance I'm putting all my hard work to waste.." you sigh angrily, now sitting on your desktop chair. "I know it's not safe, but you know me..I'll be alright..okay bye." finally hanging up with your friend, you sigh in defeat and stand back up, grabbing your handbag and making your way out to the bar.
When you arrive, the line stretched out to around the corner catches your eye, you lean your head back on the headrest of your car seat. You silently debate with yourself on whether you should just fucking leave or just deal with the line.
You wound on standing in line, heels off and frown on your face. Despite it being a bit nippy out, you were relatively warm, your anger must've warmed your face enough to not even feel the coldness around you. Finally making it into the bar you take notice of the flashing lights and drunk hooligans on the dance floor. They remind you solely of the fact that you can't drink tonight cause you are your own designated driver. Groaning, you push your way towards the seats in front of the actual bar, asking for just a shot of Fireball. After a long 5 minutes, a guy wearing an odd graphic shirt sat besides you, and disgustingly enough you could smell all the alcohol he's been drinking on him. "Hey, can I..you buy you a drink?.." he slurs out, hand sliding towards yours that sat on the counter. Jerking your hand away you politely tell him to fuck off. "Oh come on..a pretty lady like you should be alll over me, cause I know you're alone.." you're about to respond with a nice punch in the face when a tall figure stood over him.
"She is not alone, she's with me. Beat it." the drunk man scoffs and walks off, you feel more than grateful for the polite stranger sticking up for you. He lightly pats your shoulder. "You alright?.." you shake your head slowly, smiling up at him and noticing thick black framed glasses and a small beard on his face. He's hot. "Can I sit down?.." he asks pointing to the seat the other man had been sitting in prior to him showing up. "Yes, please do..I'm y/n by the way.." he smiles at you, face feeling hot.
"Beautiful name..I'm Zak.."
didn't know what else to add cause you already know wtf is gonna happen hehe
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