Aldwin Arthur Hathaway IV (closetedpsychic) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2011-01-01 22:46:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-08-06, aldwin, liliya |
Who: Liliya and Aldwin
Where: Some random student bar
When: 8.29pm
Oh whiskey. Whiskey, whiskey, whiskey. It'd been too long. Really, it had. No calls, no emails, no texts. A guy could feel unloved with such a lack of communication. Aldwin held the shot glass under his nose, closing the gap between the luscious coloured liquid and his mouth with satisfied anticipation. This morning he had said, 'Let today be whiskey day'. And so it was. The rain had gone, and that was cause for celebration. At least, if anyone asked what called for such merriment and drinking, that was what he was going to tell him. People who knew him, of course, would know that was just a ruse. In fact, its ruse-y nature was so blatant, that most people would probably see straight through it. The excuse was there nevertheless, and now there was alcohol in his stomach. And it was good.
With his shot glass empty, Aldwin signalled the waitress over with a click of his fingers into points and a wink. She rolled her eyes at him as expected, but most chicks did that because digging that in public was a sign of "low self respect". If he hadn't plans to get totally wasted, he could have her in the palm of his hand. She poured the next shot for him and skulked off to serve someone else. It was all good that she didn't want him at this exact moment-- there was whiskey for the drinkin'.