"What? you want me to hit on that jerk?" You turn to look at your friend, Kant.
"That's the guy I had an accident with the other night." You explain to Kant. He turns his head to get another look at this guy.
"That guy?" He nudges your shoulder.
"Yeah." You reply before adding,
"He's your crush's brother?"
Kant signs before nodding
"Yeah. He's in my way." He turns to you.
"You need to help me."
So here you are, stepping into the burger place for the first time instead of watching him from the outside like before. You reluctantly agreed to hit on this guy with the promise of getting Kant's classic car in return. you've always been eyeing it off.
The last of the customers walk out before you start your plan. You walk in, the ring of the door catching his attention.
"We're closed." He states professionally before turning around to get a glimpse of the person who just walked in. His face drops when he recognises you.
"Not so fast." You reply confidently. His face darkens as you say that.
"How'd you find this place?" He asks, annoyed.
"Nothing is out of my reach," You reply stopping your sentence before continuing.
"If I really want it."
"Wow. American dining interior design. I love it." You say, glancing around the store.
You turn back to him
"Hey, why don't you buy me a burger in exchange?"
"In exchange for what?"
"For the repair, duh."
"Aren't you shameless? You hit me then ask me to treat you to a meal?" He asks in disbelief.
"It doesn't hurt to be generous."
Silence fills the restaurant before he replies.
"My kitchen is closed."
"I'll have a beer."
After some arguing, he reluctantly allows you to drink a few beers. A few turned into a lot, becoming bolder with each drink. He positioned his leg in between your legs before suddenly dragging you out of the restaurant, slamming the door shut and leaving you out with the mosquitos. The next day you find him at the local market, you make your way up to him.