Sitting solo at a bar top was a juvenescent woman. Quite comely, very beautiful. Although without mentioning, alone in an environment as she was, it was something that did not go unnoticed. There was a man who sat across that same bar, quite comely, very handsome himself. He saw her and was mesmerized, he had never laid eyes on any beauty similar to it. He took the last shot of watered down Jack and Coke in his glass, which gathered the courage he felt necessary to carry him toward this woman and begin a conversation that could lead to, names being exchanged and perhaps kisses.
He walked toward the young woman, she at this point is paying very little attention to him, until he came closer and placed himself on the stool juxtaposed to hers. Basking for a moment at the symmetry of her left profile.
He opens, “How are you tonight? I’m Gab.”
She replied, “Hi Gab, I am just fine.”
Not once turning her body along with her head to look him in the eyes.
Gab then says, “Nice, but I didn’t catch your name.”
“I did not throw it…” Says the woman with a smile while sipping her drink. Then to him she turned to look. Once she saw him she began thinking to herself my goodness, this man is gold.
As Gab’s mouth forming somewhat of a smile. He asked, “May I ask your name beautiful?”
She answered, “Yes.”
“What is your name beautiful?” He asked.
She answered, “Stephanie.”
This small talk continues and the company of each other is enjoyed, attraction is undeniable and very few drinks were severed although Gab had offered to buy Stephanie many. Time has passed about an hour, Stephanie then boldly asked Gab to take her home. Gab, a touch bemused by her advance, Gab moles it over and his answer, although dubious was no.
Stephanie now bemused, says with a vexed tone, “Excuse me…”
No, quite possibly something she through her life seldom heard because she was so unspeakably gorgeous. Stephanie, tries to shake off her singed pride, but that’s was done to a fail.
Gab asked Stephanie, “Are you okay.”
Stephanie asked Gab, “Are you gay?”
Gab, wasn’t offended by the question, but sore over this woman who he found so attractive, plucky ignorance. Stephanie continues talking and gab was saying nothing. She is overwhelmed by the no. Gab, barely succeeding at placing the puzzle of he rapidly spitting words together, but one phrase stuck out for him.
She said, “You aren’t even that good looking.”
And how that phrase stung. Because it was the exact same phrase he used against another young girl that had rejected his advances years before.