I felt my grip on the counter tighten, my brows furrowed as you explained how hurt you were to be stood up. You looked good, all done up for your date… in your best outfit.. Your hair had more effort than usual put into it… it was almost worth disposing the body of the jackass that had the audacity the think they deserved being graced with taking you on a date over just getting to see you like this.

“Woah, hey… let me take you out then… you know… you look too good to just slink back to your room.” I say, my voice taking on a flirty tone as I push away from the counter and walk closer to you, tilting my head with a smile on my face

“I could go get dressed up to, we can go out… see where the night takes us…” I say, looking into your eyes. I knew this was a bold move, id always been flirty but lately my need and desire for you has been overriding my normal thoughts. I just want you to be mine.

“So, pretty, what’d’ya say? Wanna let a girl like me take a beautiful thing like you on a date?”