| Alright, I'm gonna write this before I pass out again. (Just getting in from the club.)
And no, I haven't been slackin. If I'm not out with family, I've been out sarging. I think I've taken two days off so far.
Alright then night ended and started on a high note. Waiting in line to get in the club (18+, my wing isn't 21) and I start chatting with K and V. I tease both of them for a couple minutes and dont really hit on the, obviously that is. They're both sisters and V was ignoring me at the beging, untill I brought her into the set. After we get in, I think I chatted with them twice (right when we got in, first 4 people in) and mid way through the night. Where K fell for "What color is a fridge (white) what does a cow drink (milk) again." Didn't number close and went back to working the crowd.
Midway through some girls that we met last week come out to join us. Its fun and it gives me someone to dance with and chat with between sets. They end up going home like an hour later.
End of the night. (20 or so till the club closes, before last call) I start into the last set with jelous girlfriend. She doesn't even let me get past the first sentence before going straight to my wing and talking to him. Thank god, because that leaves the cuter one for me. We get to chatting, I bring up the book Hitchhiker Guide to the Galaxy, whats the answer 42. And the girl I'm chatting with says this is my song, points to another dude, and drags him to the floor. I'm thinking I messed up at this point. I dont' feel so bad when she drags a diffrent guy then the one she pointed to to the dance floor. She comes back, we're still talking to her friend. Or more accuretly, I'm chilling, whats she going to do leave without her friend.
We're chatting in the parking lot at the end of the night and some guy is being a bit persistent about getting a phone number and annoying her. Not me, I hadn't even asked. So I said one second and I'll get rid of him. And put my arm around her. He goes a way and I turn to her and say problem solved. So we continue chatting, where I end up give her the shit test, and from the street I hear my name being called. I thought it was the girls that met us, coming back from dropping off a friend. Nope it K and V "Do you have their number" is what I heard "No" "Come get mine"
And then got back to the set and continued. We ended up talking till 4:50 in the morning. And there's the chance, a good one, that she'll come out clubbing with me tonight. Oh and she did give me her number.
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