FEELING UNINTERESTED IS THE NEW ME.
Sitting in their usual spot on a red sofa, at the VIP section in Pop up bar.
The atmosphere was quite peaceful and relaxed. People were talking in low octave. Since it was the early evening, the bar wasn't crowded.
Jack and his friends were downing drinks after drinks, in front of them were bottles of expensive whiskey, enjoying the soft music that was played.
While his friends were talking and gisting about the day happenings, Jack found himself feeling left out.
"There is this new lady I employed recently, she has been disturbing my mind for a while now. I can't sleep with seeing her beautiful face in my dreams," Ben said suddenly.
George snorted, "That is always how it begins. It starts with a woman disturbing your crazy mind, when she lets you in, she will become a forgotten history."
"Remember Sam?" Alan asked, knowing that Ben would not reply to the question he asked.
