☓ ☓ ☓ Anya ☓ ☓ ☓
"Aha, I see someone."
"No, Anya, really-" Nita protested but I waved her off.
"Who said he was for you." I winked before getting up from the bar and making my way to a guy in a leather jacket.
I grabbed a napkin from a nearby table then subtly dropped it next to him. I looked around the room until I felt a hand tap my shoulder.
I turn and the man was holding up the napkin I just so purposely dropped.
"Miss, I think you dropped this."
I smiled, "I'm sorry about that." I took the napkin from his hand, slightly brushing my fingers over his. "Thank you."
"Uh, no problem." He lifted up the corner of his lip, a small dimple showing. "Would you like to sit?"
I glanced at the chair he motioned to with his hand before looking back to him. "Oh, I don't know. I wouldn't want to impose or anything."
He shook his head. "You're not imposing. I'm alone."
I smirked. "Well then," I slid into the seat across from him. "Don't mind if I do."
He chuckled before putting his hand out. "Daniel."
I shook his fairly large hand. "Anya."
Taking his hand back, he crossed his arms over the table. "Anya? Is that short for anything?"
"No, not really." I said.
"It's a beautiful name"
"It's just a name." I shrugged.
Before he could comment, the next performer walked onto the stage with a guitar. He introduced himself then began to sing. When a waiter turned his head in our direction, I got his attention by circling my finger. He nodded, knowing I meant to send a round.
"So, where are you from?" Daniel asked me.
"A small town. You probably never heard of it."
"Try me." He said.
Before I could come up with some sort of excuse, the waiter brought over two shots. I thanked him before facing Daniel again. He looked down at the glasses in front of me. "It's that sort of night for you?"
I shrugged. "It kinda always is." I downed the shots then grabbed a lime from a bowl on the table and placed it in my mouth.
Daniel watched my every move, taking a sip of his whiskey from his cup.
"Do you want to get out of here?" I asked him as I wiped the corners of my mouth.
Slightly taken back, Daniel nodded. "Sure. But I have my roommate here with me."
"Same here." I smiled. "I'll bring her along."
"Alright then."
We both got up and exchanged numbers. "I'll text you the address."
"See you there."
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Old Town
FanfictionFour adults just trying to get by in their Old Town. {slow updates; side story as of right now) - (Written in Seasons) - Jensen Ackles Emmy Rossum Scott Eastwood Britt Robertson