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 The blush on his face only intensified with this manâs comments, and he was visibly gripping the guitar tighter. âEr, Iâm sorry, but who are you, exactly?â
"Oh, how rude of me." He smirks. "The names Oliver."
Wesley offered up his hand. "I'm Wesley. Wes, for short I guess. Did my playing draw you in?"
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"You could say that. Iâd say this conversation is going more swimmingly than some of my others have. Cheers to that," he sipped some of his water.
"Cheers." She raised her glass a little and took a sip as well. Anita glanced at the time on her phone and sighed softly. It was probably time for her to head back to the Shatterdome and try to get some sleep, but she wasnât keen on leaving just yet. "When is your next show?"
He smiled over at her. âI have another gig at that nice place down the street, the kinda fancy cocktail lounge type place, at nine on Saturday evening. I can get you a ticket if youâd like.â The prospect of her actually coming to see one of his shows delighted and unnerved him.
"Yeah, sure! I would love to see it." She nodded with a large smile. "I can pay you for the ticket, you donât have to just get it for me."
"Oh, okay. Well thatâs, thatâs great! So Iâll see you there?" He was always trying to get his friends to go see his shows, and this being one of his biggest gigs, he wanted plenty to show up. "I should warn youâŚthereâs a dress code to that place. Think cocktail party."
"I can dress up." She laughed and stood, a little shaky at first. "I may be a bit of a cowgirl at heart, but that doesnât mean I donât like dressinâ up and goinâ out." Anita rubbed her brow and chuckled a little. "It was nice meeting you, Sofos, I should probably get on my way."
"Nice to meet you too, Anita. Stay safe out there. Hope I can make you laugh." He gave her a wave before turning back to the bar, finishing his water, and ordering his next glass of wine.
 The voice almost gave Wesley a start, and he turned to look at the man. He didnât smile, but his blush was bright and warm on his cheeks. âTh-Thank you. I havenât played much recently butâŚthe rain brought it out of me.â
"I couldnât tell, your really talented man." He grins as he buries his hands into his jacket pocket. "I could watch that handsome face of yours whilst you play all day long." He said with a wink.
The blush on his face only intensified with this man's comments, and he was visibly gripping the guitar tighter. "Er, I'm sorry, but who are you, exactly?"
"You could say that. Iâd say this conversation is going more swimmingly than some of my others have. Cheers to that," he sipped some of his water.
"Cheers." She raised her glass a little and took a sip as well. Anita glanced at the time on her phone and sighed softly. It was probably time for her to head back to the Shatterdome and try to get some sleep, but she wasnât keen on leaving just yet. "When is your next show?"
He smiled over at her. âI have another gig at that nice place down the street, the kinda fancy cocktail lounge type place, at nine on Saturday evening. I can get you a ticket if youâd like.â The prospect of her actually coming to see one of his shows delighted and unnerved him.
"Yeah, sure! I would love to see it." She nodded with a large smile. "I can pay you for the ticket, you donât have to just get it for me."
"Oh, okay. Well that's, that's great! So I'll see you there?" He was always trying to get his friends to go see his shows, and this being one of his biggest gigs, he wanted plenty to show up. "I should warn you...there's a dress code to that place. Think cocktail party."
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Wesley wasnât one to break out his guitar regularly, but it had been raining that day, and the mood was particularly melancholy. Heâd finally finished up the latest issue for the next month, and would have the next week off to himself. Unfortunately, he was lacking in company of any sort due to him working long hours and having no time to go out and attempt to socialize. So he hoped that, by playing guitar on a stoop, he might ease his mind if only for an hour or two.
Oliver was just walking past a shop before hearing a guy playing a guitar. The sounds caused Oliver to stop in his traits and turn and watch the male play. The male was really good at what he was doing and Oliver was enjoying the music being played. âI see someone is good with their hands.â
The voice almost gave Wesley a start, and he turned to look at the man. He didn't smile, but his blush was bright and warm on his cheeks. "Th-Thank you. I haven't played much recently but...the rain brought it out of me."
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"You could say that. Iâd say this conversation is going more swimmingly than some of my others have. Cheers to that," he sipped some of his water.
"Cheers." She raised her glass a little and took a sip as well. Anita glanced at the time on her phone and sighed softly. It was probably time for her to head back to the Shatterdome and try to get some sleep, but she wasnât keen on leaving just yet. "When is your next show?"
He smiled over at her. "I have another gig at that nice place down the street, the kinda fancy cocktail lounge type place, at nine on Saturday evening. I can get you a ticket if you'd like." The prospect of her actually coming to see one of his shows delighted and unnerved him.
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Wesley wasn't one to break out his guitar regularly, but it had been raining that day, and the mood was particularly melancholy. He'd finally finished up the latest issue for the next month, and would have the next week off to himself. Unfortunately, he was lacking in company of any sort due to him working long hours and having no time to go out and attempt to socialize. So he hoped that, by playing guitar on a stoop, he might ease his mind if only for an hour or two.
"Iâm going to take that as a compliment, but alas, it is not true." He shook his head with a slight grin. "On the rare occasion it does happen I have a tendency to be a bit awkward and quiet when I respond. Itâs not very arousing apparently." He chuckled.
"Iâm sorry to hear that then." She chuckled as well. "I havenât found you awkward. Of course, I havenât tried hitting on you. That could change things possibly."
"Probably because youâre not hitting on me, yeah!" He laughed. "Iâm not awkward on stage so some people expect me to be just as confident in person andâŚ" He shook his head with a grin.
"So you have the opposite of stage fright?" Anita joked and drank from her water. "We all have different personalities that go with different aspects of our lives. Does that make sense?"
"You could say that. I'd say this conversation is going more swimmingly than some of my others have. Cheers to that," he sipped some of his water.
"Iâm going to take that as a compliment, but alas, it is not true." He shook his head with a slight grin. "On the rare occasion it does happen I have a tendency to be a bit awkward and quiet when I respond. Itâs not very arousing apparently." He chuckled.
"Iâm sorry to hear that then." She chuckled as well. "I havenât found you awkward. Of course, I havenât tried hitting on you. That could change things possibly."
"Probably because you're not hitting on me, yeah!" He laughed. "I'm not awkward on stage so some people expect me to be just as confident in person and..." He shook his head with a grin.
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"Donât feel too bad. There are way worse things in the world. People who have suffered far far far far far far far more than myself." He sipped on his water before raising his glass. "To our good health."
Anita thought of the giant bruise and the cuts and near-gashes she had earned only today with a soft chuckle. âYes, to our health.â She took a long sip and nodded toward him. âAnd thank you for actually talkinâ to me instead of just insistinâ I go home with you.â
Sofos puffed out his chest. âWell not to be too forward, but that shirt youâre wearing might look better balled up at the foot of my bed.â He winked and pointed his fingers at her with a cocky grin. He was joking of course, mocking the machismo men that may have come for her.
Anita laughed. âThatâs similar to one of the ones I heard, actually. He saidâŚâ she paused to recall the memory and tapped her chin. When she spoke again, she deepened her voice to sound more masculine. âYou like my shirt? I think it would look better on you. Want to find out?â
Sofos laughed at her impression before putting on his own again. âAre those space pants? Because your ass is out of this world.â He nudged her with his elbow then shook his head and reached for his drink. âYou realize youâre letting me hit on you without even realize it, right? Maybe Iâm no different than those guys!â
"I do realize it, actually. I just also realize we are jokinâ about it. At least you donât seem to be terribly serious." Anita shrugged.
"No, Iâm joking. After how we got to talking was in reference to how annoyed you were with forward guys? Iâd have to have my head up my ass to think that was a good idea."
"And thatâs why I wasnât worried." She smiled at him. "Iâm sure you get hit on at bars all the time too."
"I'm going to take that as a compliment, but alas, it is not true." He shook his head with a slight grin. "On the rare occasion it does happen I have a tendency to be a bit awkward and quiet when I respond. It's not very arousing apparently." He chuckled.
"Donât feel too bad. There are way worse things in the world. People who have suffered far far far far far far far more than myself." He sipped on his water before raising his glass. "To our good health."
Anita thought of the giant bruise and the cuts and near-gashes she had earned only today with a soft chuckle. âYes, to our health.â She took a long sip and nodded toward him. âAnd thank you for actually talkinâ to me instead of just insistinâ I go home with you.â
Sofos puffed out his chest. âWell not to be too forward, but that shirt youâre wearing might look better balled up at the foot of my bed.â He winked and pointed his fingers at her with a cocky grin. He was joking of course, mocking the machismo men that may have come for her.
Anita laughed. âThatâs similar to one of the ones I heard, actually. He saidâŚâ she paused to recall the memory and tapped her chin. When she spoke again, she deepened her voice to sound more masculine. âYou like my shirt? I think it would look better on you. Want to find out?â
Sofos laughed at her impression before putting on his own again. âAre those space pants? Because your ass is out of this world.â He nudged her with his elbow then shook his head and reached for his drink. âYou realize youâre letting me hit on you without even realize it, right? Maybe Iâm no different than those guys!â
"I do realize it, actually. I just also realize we are jokinâ about it. At least you donât seem to be terribly serious." Anita shrugged.
"No, I'm joking. After how we got to talking was in reference to how annoyed you were with forward guys? I'd have to have my head up my ass to think that was a good idea."
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"Donât feel too bad. There are way worse things in the world. People who have suffered far far far far far far far more than myself." He sipped on his water before raising his glass. "To our good health."
Anita thought of the giant bruise and the cuts and near-gashes she had earned only today with a soft chuckle. âYes, to our health.â She took a long sip and nodded toward him. âAnd thank you for actually talkinâ to me instead of just insistinâ I go home with you.â
Sofos puffed out his chest. âWell not to be too forward, but that shirt youâre wearing might look better balled up at the foot of my bed.â He winked and pointed his fingers at her with a cocky grin. He was joking of course, mocking the machismo men that may have come for her.
Anita laughed. âThatâs similar to one of the ones I heard, actually. He saidâŚâ she paused to recall the memory and tapped her chin. When she spoke again, she deepened her voice to sound more masculine. âYou like my shirt? I think it would look better on you. Want to find out?â
Sofos laughed at her impression before putting on his own again. "Are those space pants? Because your ass is out of this world." He nudged her with his elbow then shook his head and reached for his drink. "You realize you're letting me hit on you without even realize it, right? Maybe I'm no different than those guys!"
