Friday, 5 November 2010

Love In The Time Of Kebabs


How's it goin? 

As promised, here is the sequel to the short story I posted yesterday. 


Andy was drunk, still.

It was 2 am; he had no idea where his mates were. He had lost Gary after he had been thrown out of the club for having an argument with a mirror. The bouncers refused to let him back in, they even turned down his attempt at bribery. In their defence he only had £6 in his pocket.

He had no idea where anyone was, all he knew was that he was starving! So the bouncers loss would be the kebab shops gain. He headed to Abra Kebabra and ordered a large pepperoni pizza.

It was then he saw her, she was gorgeous. She was perhaps the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Her long blonde hair shone like the sun, her short skirt showed off her long legs that seemed to go on forever. He instantly fell madly in love with this girl.

Unfortunately for him, he was quite drunk. Fortunately for him, he wasn't overly drunk, he was drunk enough to know he was drunk, which in his mind gave him the advantage.

He didn’t want to stagger over there like a drunken moron. He didn’t want to use some cheesy line that every loser guy had tried on her before. He needed to be different, he wanted to be confident, direct and romantic. 

He thought long and hard about what to say. And then it came to him, like a lightening strike in his mind, the perfect way to start a conversation. This was genius, this could not fail. This was classy, subtle, intelligent, and romantic all at the same time. 

“Wanna fuck?” he asked.

“No thank you.” She said with a mixture of disgust and pity.

“Why not, don’t you like fucking?” Andy replied.

And then she left.

Out of his life forever, he missed her already.

But then he turned around, and saw a redhead in a low cut top.


That's All For Now

Until Next Time

Have A Nice

Andy G

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