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Dark Knight (Paige)

I’ ainst the table

I glance down to find a text fro?

Ugh, it’s not

It’s also entirely her fault I’m here with this loser I should’ve known better than to take roiddily o

Why does everyone have an awesome life but me?

I shove my phone under the table and quickly type back, Typically Tinder-rific You should have coht

Stud or dud? she replies

Holding in a sigh, I stare across the table for a second, trying uy one last chance Michael—Micah?—Mike?—God, what’s his name?—has a firs, but his pros end there

Nalass on the counter with a deafening clink He winks at me like I should be impressed that he needs to announce his presence to the whole flipping bar

“Yo, can I get another?” he yells at the poor bartender

I rollthis bomb of a date

Shrugs He’s not unattractiveif you’re into self-centered pigs, I send

Yikes, what is his name, anyway? He deserves that much, doesn’t he? A label for his footnote inapp disasters

Whatever

Maybe I’ll just get creative and not address hi I’ at his presence

Slowly, I pick up the glass in front of me and sip my wine

It’s alone

The bartender sets another whiskey down beside him with a sympathetic smile for me Nameless downs that too without hesitation

I take the last sip of wine for courage before conteet

“Ready to head to the arton another mannequin-like smile that hurts my cheeks

“Ah, babe Let et one more shot first”

Babe

It’s the third tiht, and my stomach flips over a little worse every time

I stare at lass I could order another drink, sure, but I couldn’t keep up with Nameless to save my life And I definitely don’t want hier

“The bar wasn’t even part of the plan, you know,” I say