"Actually, I left some, uh, friends upstairs."

From Create Your Own Story

“Well,” the bartender says, “maybe another night. I’m Mike.”

You shake his hand, trade numbers, and then head back through the main room to the stairs. You notice Don and Dave have left, and the bouncer is counting fives from his black metallic box as you approach. He really does fill out that “STAFF” shirt well, and he cracks a wide grin as you walk up.

“You’re having a busy night,” he says, and you feel yourself blush.

“Yeah,” you say.

“We close in about half an hour,” he says. “I’m usually only here until about ten minutes after close.” He winks when he says that, and you glance once again at his wide chest.


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