•A taste of my life•
380 Words
The guy behind the counter is giving me weird vibes.
He's in a blue polo shirt, a black cap and a pair of bleached blonde Khaki pants.
Who comes to a club in such an outfit???
I know right!
I giggle a little too loudly and he quizzically looks at me
What?
I roll my eyes and swing back to my drink.
"Nice t**s"
Omfg! He did not just say that to my face.
I stare at him ' what the fuckingly'
I'm pissed...partially because am a feminist and also because I know I don't have the kind of t**s that would get a compliment.
" I'm Sean"
I'm Sean....
as if I even asked for his name.....I'm sure he thinks he's totally got me swayed by that thick bald head of his that screams I play Golf during the day and drink twenty bottles of beer at night ....then beat up my wife and her son.
"Ow...little miss Rude ,huh?"
God ...who the hell sent this pile of trash my way?
I continue sipping my drinking and my 'not giving a f**k' game is going well until he slaps the glass off the counter.
you did not just do that!
" what the f**k dude!!"
man, I'm so pissed.
I take a deep breathe before pouncing on him.
I dunno what happens for the first 128 seconds but next thing I know
I'm being held back by a very muscular guy as the douche gets dragged out of the bar.
oh my God...his face is bleeding,....
nice work Perrie.
I smirk.
"hey miss, are you okay?"
The muscular guy asks and I stare at him .
Well...my life is kinda shitty ....
I just got fired from my job..,which pays millions by the way,. because I was too busy healing from a major heartbreak to remember my priorities...
oh and yeah...
That big mansion I live in....the company is taking it back....so I don't really know where to start...I might as well throw myself off a building right now...but since you're just a stranger who just met me two minutes ago....
"yeah..I'm fine"
..,.......
he is about to leave but stops as if trying to remember something.
"wait...aren't you Perrie Hunter?...as in Perrie.. Bruce Tomilson's ex girlfriend??"
damn it
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