1. A Night To Remember


    Date: 1/9/2024, Categories: True, Author: Notanyoneyouknow 

    ... Ella, how's it going?"

The three of us chatted while the drinks arrived. I explained my predicament to Michael and Ella, who welcomed me. Ella soon left after recognizing Michael's lack of interest.

"You mind if I tag along with you a bit Michael? Promise I won't embarrass you."

He laughed. I appreciate Americans whogetself-effacing humour.

"I can't make the same promise to you, but sounds good to me."

We made our way around, chatting up people wherever we went. We made an odd duo, I think - I was literally the only non-white person in the group (being of East Asian descent), and I would be at best described as cute and dorky. Michael was virtually Adonis.

The next hour or so went by fast, and the crawl progressed to the third bar. The great unspoken thing about very attractive people is that they literally attract people. People (a good many being girls) came to us to chat (I presumed with Michael), but my sarcastic and witty remarks (I presume) had them wanting to stay. It was Michael who determined how much time we ought to give each person, and I just followed suit.

After getting what more drinks, I spotted a couple of ladies at a nearby table glancing at us. One was a petite Latina, long brown hair, darker skin, and wearing a shiny silver dress. The other was a medium build brunette, in jeans and a black top.

Michael decided he wanted to dance, I decided it wasn't for me. We split up, he went to the dance floor, and I made my way over.

"How ...
    ... are you two ladies doing tonight?"

The Latina giggled, the brunette raised an eyebrow and said with an English accent:

"What happened to your guy? Not coming over with you?"

"He likes dancing, but that's a last bar type of thing for me, y'know?"

Thankfully, she smiled and lightened up. I continued:

"I'm K-, what are your names?"

"I'm Isabella," said the Latina.

"I'm Lyanna," said the Brit.

"How has this night been going for you both so far?"

"My English has not been so good, so I have been practicing with Lyanna here!"

"Ah, well I'm always happy to help on that front. How long have you been learning English for?"

Isabella was certainly on the younger side. She was more open and expressive. Not to say that Lyanna wasn't, but she certainly was much more happy to sit back and listen. The back and forth continued pleasantly, with all of us chatting about our time in Prague.

Then suddenly -

"Oi, which of those two birds do you want? Save some for us eh?"

The three of us looked over, where a very clearly drunk dude standing. Irish accent, if I had a guess.

"Well, what is it?"

"That's not very gentlemanly is it?" I responded.

"Mate we're all fucking drunk, fuck being a gentleman and decide."

"This isn't a game I'm going to play."

"Okay, different question then, who do you think is hotter?"

I should mention, he was right that we were all drunk. I was several drinks in at this point. The bar was dimly lit, but at that point, I ...
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