Feb 24, 2014
Oh, wow, they let you out?
Ian came down to the bar for a couple of drinks and maybe some flirting, nothing really, he just liked the bartender - a cute redhead twinky - and looking at him might solve the problem. He couldn't look at statistics anymore, that was for sure. And he loved statistics so that was something to say or think. But looking at hot redhead twinky was also good. As good as statistics. He took a seat at the bar, lit his cigarette and got a beer. Right next to him sat a guy, maybe his age, beard and real grumpy face which made Ian's face concurrence. He looked really familiar. Student? Hook up? Gosh, he was seeing to many people per day.
"Hey, grumpy, do I know you? That's not a pick up line, you just seem familiar."
