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Post by grumpy22 on Aug 9, 2011 2:07:30 GMT -5
Spence felt bad for dull boring people with slow mundane lives that just seemed to mope through life like lifeless zombies looking to suck the fun from people they met. Kerli had seemed like one of those types of people, you know, who declined guys because they 'had better things to do.' Fuck. Studying was far from better than hanging out with a Tipsy Spence looking to get a little bit of lip action with a slip of the tongue, maybe. Kerli needed help, fuck she needed a whole new outlook on the clubbing scene since her last experience was well, less than satisfactory. Yeah, someone died, but lots of people died and lots of people blame themselves, but people move on and live life more because that is human nature. We mourn and weep for a while, but we pick up our britches and carry on, no matter how hard life seems to get.
He had successfully got Kerli to change her mind and join him, but on the condition that it was strictly dancing and there was only platonic relations with one another. Shit, he didn't want a relationship with the girl, he doubted if he actually wanted to hook up with her. She had such a negative aura about her that he was afraid she'd suck all the fun right out of him if he were to kiss her. Pffffttt... Yeah right, he was debating actually taking her out, but he had already promised her. Hell, he practically begged, but it got him what he wanted so he wasn't complaining....well, not that much
He had ended up meeting up with her at the fountain in the college, and he was idly wandering around with a flask filled with a dark amber alcoholic beverage that was now nearly consumed. Shit...He hadn't meant to drink that much and now he could feel his head getting lighter and his steps felt like they took longer. He had to hold himself together...dammit, if she was quick to realize is already intoxicated self then she turn heel and run.
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