Thursday, August 15, 2013

100 Words a Day 346

“The whole thing was pretty weird,” Lawrence told Danny.

“How’s that?”

“Well, we got back to her place and she offered me a drink.”


“Then she goes, ‘let me slip into something more comfortable,’ disappears and comes back in a lacy number and asks me what I think.”

“Sounds awesome, dude.”

“I don’t know man. It was hot or whatever, but it seemed weirdly scripted, like she’d gotten it out of a textbook or something. Anyway, the whole night felt like that. Even when I was leaving the next day, it was like being in a movie or something.

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