"Which animal is your favorite?" taking a big sip of his weird drink he gets a little closer, into the bubble of my personal space.
"Umm I really don't have a favorite," my eyes were frantically searching for Cameron. That bitch left me as soon she spotted, "Timmy, oh my gosh yum," totally her words, leaning against the counter clearly flirting with a redhead.
"I really like crocodiles," the answering smirk on his face was an 11, on a scale of 1-10. She hooked me up with this guy, whose name I really don't remember, a nice friend of her Timmy.
I was regretting coming here with each passing second, you ask me why? I'll tell you why. Keep a count because this could get pretty messy. For starters, I came here to explore, to live what others find fun and exciting, this is not fun, alright.
