ahriman

So, on Tuesday night, I'm supposed to meeting this girl, alongside a couple of other manor people. 9 o'clock rolls around, and my friend James from the place where she works arrives.

"Where's Amy(names not amy, but I feel bad talking about a girl I don't know that well in the internet.)?"

"I, uh, don't think she's coming" James says, looking around at the rain slick patio floor.

"What happened james" I ask,

James looks at me, " It wasn't me."

"What wasn't you?"

"Look" James begins, " I went to make sure she was coming, seeing as how you wanted her too and all, and I asked her, and she said probably."

"Not seeing the problem yet James." I say, taking a multiple drags off my smoke to dull what information I know is going to suck.

"Well, Adam happened to be standing next to the beer fridge where I was talking to Amy. So when Amy leaves, I start to go into the beer fridge, and Adam follows me. He asks me why I was pushing for Amy to come, and I tell him."

"You told Adam? Why would tell that stoner case anything?"

"I don't know. Well, the thing is, the first thing he says when I tell him is 'Oh, I see, Martin wants rail Amy." And proceeds to make fucking gestures."

"What fucking gestures James?"

"Doggy-style, hair pulling, ass slapping kind of gestures."

"And..." I'm already fearing what he's going to say, but I ask, just to be sure.

"Well, Amy kinda came back for some water for a guests table from the fridge."

"Did she see?" I ask

"I'm not a hundred percent sure if she heard the part where he said you're name, but I think she heard her name and saw the gestures."

"Well if she heard her name..."

"Okay, she probably heard your name and thinks you're an asshole whose just trying to get into her pants."

"Fuck" I say, slamming my butt down on the wet patio deck.

"So, How you doing man?" James asks.

"Shut up and drink your budweiser James."


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Man, do I ever not have luck. It can't even get a date off the ground at this point. Cripey.