photograph by FillyBlynn
He walked into the cafe and scouted the joint. Not too many broads. At the corner he spotted a decent looking bird, a blond in a cute blue dress. He walked over to her table.
"This seat taken doll?," he asked.
"Umm...." the girl said.
"It is now," he said again. He slid himself to the seat opposite and made himself comfortable. He leaned forward and held both of the girl's arms.
"The name's Harry. What's your name doll?"
"Mary...Clark."
"Mary. Mary. Sweet name. Look into my eyes, Mary. Aren't they the most beautiful eyes you've ever seen? You're just falling in love now, aren't ya."
"Err...," she said, not sure what else to say.
Mary looked around to see anyone was looking at their table. Everyone seemed to be carrying on with their business.
"Tell me, Mary. How would you like to be my date today?" Harry asked.
She shifted in her chair and did not know what to say to him. She steadied herself.
"No...no. I can't. I have something to do," she said.
"Come on, now. Surely you have time for ol'Harry. It ain't everyday you meet a handsome stranger in a joint like this is it. Come one now. Come with ol'Harry, he'll show u grand time."
"But I..."
"No. I won't take no for an answer now. Let's go."
He flashed her a wide grin and a wink and led her by the arm outside. Mary grabbed her handbag just in time with a swipe at the table.
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Mary swung once around the table, then slumped back into her seat. She looked at the other people again. They were all still chattering away. She let out a deep sigh. Nobody even bothered that she was talking to herself, no one noticed her friend Harry. What a boring bunch.
2 comments:
This was good. Could develop into quite the story ;)
Thanks. :)
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