Day 8 – 28/06/16

Nice outfit.

‘Nice outfit’ he said Shouted across the bar.
She was daydreaming his way so he immediately caught her attention.
‘Thanks.’ She nodded back at him while continuing to gaze around. He had a nice face and could quite possibly be her type but she wasn’t here to meet guys tonight. She knew if she brought another guy back to the table Shannon would kill her. Shed promised.

He started to move closer to her, sliding round the bar with such grace as they both still waited to be served.
‘Hey let me buy you a drink and you can tell me where you got those shoes!’ he pointed at her new pastel pink boots shed bought today.
She nodded in acceptance and smiled while getting a close look at the male making his way towards her. Tall, well built, nice tan, and dark brown hair with a little bit of stubble. The perfect recipe for disaster she thought. But a free drink couldn’t hurt? Especially when he’s going to pretend he actually cares about my shoes she thought. She didn’t have to bring him back to the table, just a casual bar chat and they’d go their separate ways.

As they stood there turning from strangers to Acquaintances, forgetting that they were in front of the group next to them to be served as they moved from her outfit to his, and trading story’s from work. She started to realise they had a lot more in common than shed hoped for. He worked for a fashion magazine in London, how cliché she thought; however impressed she was, she was determined not to show it. She worked for a shop just up the road from the bar she shared; His family’s from Italy, hence the dark skin he pointed out. Again trying to sound unimpressed she thought of the vacations in Italy with his family. Before the bubble popped it was as if immediately she heard all her friends telling her to stop. She’d done this before, many times before….

Planning a future with a guy shed just met. But no one could deny the chemistry they had. Before she let herself dive any further into planning her soon to be holiday with this stranger. She decided to try make an exit.

‘Its been lovely talking to you but my friends waiting so I have to go check on her.’ She started to pull away before he grabbed her hand.
‘But I didn’t get to buy you that drink!’ He proclaimed with a sad expression across his face. ‘An outfit like that deserves a guy to buy them a drink.’
The compliment was flattering and it took everything in Tammy to walk away.
‘Im sorry I really have to go it was lovely meeting you!’ in the back of her mind she wanted him to stop her and give her his number. Just as she slowly turned away he grabbed her once more. She knew it.
‘Hey! Here’s my number in case you have any more great fashion ideas I’d love to know about them, me and my boyfriend are always looking for new icons.’ 

There it was, she slumped back next to Shannon and handed her the piece of paper she just received.
‘Hey if I’m not mistaken you should be more enthusiastic that YOU got a guy’s number and didn’t have to offer yours first!’ Shannon squealed at Tammy.
‘I would be, if it was always gay guys with boyfriends that keep giving me there numbers! This is the third time this week alone!! I need to stop dressing so proper and then I might attract someone of the opposite sex who wants someone of the opposite sex.
‘I don’t know.’ Shannon gleamed as she started to pull Tammy up from the seat. ‘I hear gay guys are excellent lovers!’
She laughed as she started to dance ‘well id hope so they all have excellent faces!’ She shouted back as they made their way towards the dance floor.