I walked out of my apartment door in rage,the door pounding violently and radiating through out the apartment walls. I sprinted down the stairs.Why was I so mad.Well,last week I filled in a job application for an accountant at Burlows Bank Of The City.I thought I would get accepted,it wouldn't be like all the failed applications but,at last it was.I had went through numerous applications hoping for one respond with a message saying 'Come to the interview' but no.
I made it to the lobby door and stormed out.I was about to go to the nearby bar down the street.I hadn't been there in some time but why not.I needed something to make my life an illusion--atleast right now.
It was about 9:00 when I entered the bar,only because I left out at 8:40.
The bar was bustling with commotion.
After sitting at bar section.I had been tapped on my shoulder.I swirled my adjustable bar stool around to the person.
"Hey do you know how much a pack of Budweiser costed,I looked at the to-go menu but they didn't have it" said a cheery voice.The voice came out of a girl around the same age as me-- so 22 or 23.She had light brown eyes with curly red hair.Freckled dotted her face as if a kid was finger painting and used the tips of their fingers.
"Um,it's like $25.67" I replied sipping from my shot glass.
"Damn,prices are so high here" She said chuckling.
"I'm Avery, and You?" She said looking at me.
"Phil,my name is Phil".
"Well nice to meet you"
"Same."
"Let me buy you a shot" She said forcefully,I agreed.
"AYO,Waiter a shot for this boy,it's on me!!"
She shouted.After that she gulped own at least 2 1/2 beers.
I drank down my shot and had a few beers with her.
"You don't mind a bit of bubble do ya?" She asked obviously drunk.
"What do you mean?"
She demonstrated it for me by giving out a full blown belch like a middle aged man.
"Ya don't mind those do ya?"She asked
"Nah" I said playing it cool,I acted as if she just gave out a little itty bitty baby burp.
"So,What's your job?" She asked
I looked down at myself.
"It seemes as if I do have one,no this is just a suit.I did apply for some jobs but I was let off with a 'your not the type'" I said
She glared at me."Are you uptight?"
"Sometimes"
"Oh just asking because your top buttons are fastened and usually people with suits on usually leave with at least a few wrinkled and unfastened buttons"
I chuckled lightly."Wow.I guess I am uptight"
She laughed and it was no giggly giggles it was a full on belly busting laugh.
"Ah,Waiter get me another one". She said handing in her other 2 bottles.
I finished drinking a long time ago but she obviously liked to indulge in beer.
This time she was handed a huge glass of beer that fizzed at the top.It looked awfully refreshing.
"Wanna sip?" She asked,she realized I had been staring at it.
"Nah I stop drinking after a shot or 3".
"Ah,come on have some" She said forcefully shoving it near my face.I took the handle and put some in my mouth.
"My man,so I have another favor" She asked after giving out an roar like belch.
"Yes"
"Drive me home"
I was confused,"What do you---"
"I'm so drunk,so drunk I feel like beer runs through my veins"
She said pointing down her arm.
I agreed and talked to her some more.She obviously was out there and was a huge extrovert.
At about 2:00 am she had finished approximately 8 beers and 6 shots.At that point she could barely walk.
"Hey,Avery where do you live?"
"The Costell Apartment on Ridgeway"
She replied
She handed her keys to me and directed me to her Toyota.It was obviously new.The sleek interior the shiny metal.
I put her seat belt on for her and drove her car.It was an 1 hour long trip.She After like 15 minutes she wasn't sleep.
I was surprised,I felt practically dead.
She obviously did some weird things-She did drink 8 beers.
She belched the Star Spangled Banner,recited some mathematical equation and put on the song 'Baby' by: Justin Beiber like 5 times.
At her apartment I walked her to her room and used her keys to open the door.I sat her on her sofa and before leaving she said "Here's my number".
We swapped numbers and I left.I called a taxi and went to my apartment.
At home I jumped in the bed after punching in the number to my phone.
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Something About Her
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