Blue Jays

He was there. He was always there. It was Blue Jays, everyone was there on the weekend. It wasn't a popular bar, but it was conviently located on the corner of the block. Our apartment building was right across the street, it was fun to people watch from our bay window.

It wasn't a bar for the younger crowd, it was no doubt they didn't know it existed. It was a modern bar filled with legal drinkers with lives that included interesting stories of a struggling childhood. This man, he didn't belong one bit.

Yet, he was always there. He was always watching.

So what happens when a gentleman saves you from a catcaller, rooms you when you've drank too much and have become unconcious, and your apartment burns down? Do you end up together like a cliche love story, or do you end up pushing away your night and shining armor?

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