the bar

I want to wrap your legs around my head and wear you like a crown”
She said to me.
My cheeks turned red, like the cherry in the bottom of my glass.

massive amounts of alcohol flowed through her

I slid my jello like limbs closer to her.

I felt comfortably suffocated by the body heat radiating from the room.

Music was ripped through the speakers

I sucked the rest of my drink out of my straw,

wondering if this woman knew how old I was,

wondering if she was really paying attention to what I was saying,

wondering if she cared

or was she merely focused on my cleavage that hung out of my tight black button down.

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