He looked good, so much so it almost distracted her from what was going on. Almost, but not quite.
"It's called a date. I assume you're familiar with the concept, since you're on one too." She put on the best annoyed and slightly innocent face she could manage. This whole acting thing was harder than she'd thought it would be.
"Why do you care?"
He grabbed her arm as she started to turn around.
"Kitty, whatever you think this guy, and I use the term loosely, wants, you're wrong."
She pulled herself out of his grasp, struggling to stay composed. "What he wants, Bobby, is me. Is that so hard to believe? Just because you didn't want me doesn't mean nobody does. So why don't you go back to your girlfriend, and let me enjoy my date with a real man in peace?" Her trip to the restroom forgotten, she stormed past him to go back to the table - and ran straight into Victor. She was so surprised she didn't have time to phase, and had to step backwards to keep from falling down.
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Date: 2010-03-03 04:06 pm (UTC)"It's called a date. I assume you're familiar with the concept, since you're on one too." She put on the best annoyed and slightly innocent face she could manage. This whole acting thing was harder than she'd thought it would be.
"Why do you care?"
He grabbed her arm as she started to turn around.
"Kitty, whatever you think this guy, and I use the term loosely, wants, you're wrong."
She pulled herself out of his grasp, struggling to stay composed. "What he wants, Bobby, is me. Is that so hard to believe? Just because you didn't want me doesn't mean nobody does. So why don't you go back to your girlfriend, and let me enjoy my date with a real man in peace?" Her trip to the restroom forgotten, she stormed past him to go back to the table - and ran straight into Victor. She was so surprised she didn't have time to phase, and had to step backwards to keep from falling down.
"Victor?" What the hell?