Sharing a drink (819 hits)
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Submitted by CATAL (View user info) at 2006-05-14 03:36:38 EDT
A work of fiction.
Sigh. I need a drink.
Walking down the sidewalk, DIVE BAR in dim neon lights. I can't help but smile and step inside.
Wait for a moment for my eyes to adjust. It's dark. It's dank. It smells of cigarettes and spilt beer. I love it.
A woman in a red dress sitting at the bar. I sit down two stools to her left.
I notice she gives me a sideways glance.
Have a drink with me?
She doesn't say anything, quiet, as if contemplating the question. She pulls out a cigarette and lights it looking at me.
They say you should never drink alone.
Who are they?
Rhett Butler actually. Gone With the Wind. He tells Scarlett O'Hara you should never drink alone.
Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn.
I smile and she moves over one seat.
What are you drinking?
Cosmopolitan.
I get the bartender's attention, The lady will have a cosmo and I'll have a gin and tonic.
You don't mind if I smoke?
Actually, I was about to ask you for one.
Hmm, and she pulls one out of a silver cigarette case, lights it, and passes it to me.
I don't recognize the brand but take a drag. Feels like smoking heaven.
So, Stan is it? reading the name off my shirt.
When I nod, What do you do?
Stare at her and take a drag. Hold the smoke in my lungs for a moment
And let it out with a sigh.
I pump gas.
Mm, she nods with a look on her face of I don't know what. Can't tell if it's revulsion, disinterest, or desire. I was never very good at reading people.
The bartender comes with our drinks and I drain half my glass. She takes a single dainty sip.
I continue to puff away at my cigarette, smoking like a chimney, flicking the ash in the tip jar. The bartender gives me a menacing look and roughly places an ash tray in front of me. I grin at him, but it turns into a leer.
So, how do you like that, pumping gas?
I shrug, Beats starving.
What do you do for fun then?
You're looking at it, and I drain the rest of my glass. I suck on an ice cube and crack it with my back teeth. I rattle the glass at the bartender. He glares at me but goes to get me another.
I finish my cigarette and stub it out in the ash tray.
Would you like another? but I shake my head.
I play with my empty glass staring at my reflection in the dusty, tarnished mirror behind the bar.
I look like hell. My hair is stringy and grimy. My eyes sunken and bloodshot. I haven't shaved in days and my clothes are stained with sweat and various fluids. I begin to wonder why the attractive blonde in the mirror is having a drink with me but I just dismiss it, not wanting to think about such things. Or maybe I'm afraid I'll jinx it.
I turn and look at her. Really look at her for the first time. She is actually quite stunning. Golden blonde hair with bounce. Styled in a way I can't quite describe, but she looks like a model from the 50s. A blond bombshell.
She wears a slinky red dress and has large breasts. Not too large though, just the right size with no droopage.
She wears very little make-up; to the point wears it's almost unnoticeable. It merely accentuates, rather than distracts.
She stares right back at me and doesn't say a word. Just silently smoking her cigarette and I have to admit the way the smokes just rolls out of her mouth is incredibly sexy.
Am I staring?
Yes.
I don't move but the bartender comes with my drink and places it in front of me and I take another big hit from it. She is nursing her cosmopolitan.
Actually, I say, could I have a hit off that one you're smoking?
She doesn't say a word but just takes a drag and passes it to me.
I involuntarily lick my lips as I take it. I pull smoke into my mouth and let it coil out as I inhale it through my nose.
Very good, she says with a smile glittering of perfect pearly whites. I hand her back the cigarette and try to blow a smoke ring but fail miserably.
I wonder if she noticed and as if in response to my thoughts she blows a perfect solid smoke ring right at me and it swallows my head.
Gotcha.
Out of the corner of my eye I see the tubby bartender looking at us. Without looking away I finish my drink, Barkeep! Another!
He grunts. I think you've had enough.
I snort at him, but don't argue. I can certainly feel the effects of the alcohol.
The bartender looks so stereotypical it's comical. He's overweight, but not extremely so. Balding. Wears a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up, a black vest open, and a red bowtie. He's slouched over reading the paper with a scowl on his face. I wonder if it's because he knows I'm looking at him.
I turn away and look back towards my companion.
I don't think he likes you.
I lift my empty glass to my mouth and slide an ice cube into my mouth. I watch the steam rise as I breathe into the glass.
I move the ice cube around in my mouth thinking of something to say when I realize I don't have anything to say, so I just continue looking at her.
She's doodling on a napkin or something but my eyes don't leave her face. She has a casual bored look on her face and I see a smile tugging at the side of her mouth briefly.
She finishes her drink and stands up pressing the napkin into my hand.
Thanks for the drink, and she walks away.
Bye, I mumble and realize she probably didn't hear me.
Without looking at it I put the napkin into my pocket and turn back to the mirror.
I chew the ice and swallow what's melted into the bottom of my glass.
The bartender is looking at me again and I nod at him. Out of the corner of my eye I can see in the mirror I have a pleased look on my face.
He stands up and waddles over.
You look like an overweight penguin.
He leans in, You're an asshole Stan.
Fuck you Max. Anyway, I gotta go, put it on my tab.
I drop a few crumpled bills in the tip jar and get up heading for the door.
Same time tomorrow?
I nod, unsure if he even sees, and I walk out onto the street.
I reach into my pocket and look at the napkin. It reads, Anabelle 726-9481
I look at it for a moment and crumple it up and drop it on the ground. I start walking home.
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Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2006-05-15 19:07:19 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
xcellent pic
Submitted by TigerLilly (user info) at 2006-05-15 13:49:51 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
This should have more reviews.
Submitted by Ballare (user info) at 2006-05-14 15:48:21 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by CookieLass (user info) at 2006-05-14 11:35:16 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Hmm. She looked more like Shannon Tweed than Mamie van Doren in my mind's eye
Submitted by Misanthropic (user info) at 2006-05-14 10:31:11 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Not too bad at all.
Submitted by Stagger_Lee (user info) at 2006-05-14 10:11:55 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
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Submitted by Method (user info) at 2006-05-14 03:42:22 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
hahahahahaha
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Submitted by professorfuckface (user info) at 2006-05-14 03:39:14 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
very interesHUT THE FUCK UP