Sometimes I forget that Wednesday is Karaoke night at my favorite bar. Griffin insisted that we stay though, because the deal on draft Killians is hard to beat. The bar was pretty empty aside from us, and a few scattered parties. Eventually it started to get a little more packed with drunken college girls from the nearby campus.
Now, I’ve perfected the art of completely tuning out people singing tone-deaf Miley Cyrus covers, so I was feeling pretty good about myself. When I went up to get my third beer I was almost immediately accosted by a group of drunk chicks. Colleen, a tall redhead, specially started asking me a million questions. She asked if I was there alone, if I had friends as cute as me, what I was drinking. I don’t know why, but I’m pretty sure the tall girls are the most confident girls I’ve come across, especially the tall, drunk girls. I really wasn’t feeling her however, and tried to get away.
Of course because of that, she got more forward and more brazen. After dodging her to get back to Griffin in the corner, she eventually made her way to the mic. She busted out, “I Want You To Want Me”. Now, I’m not specifically a sucker for not-subtle 80s rock, but I did appreciate the moxie of it.
Mid-performance I shook my head at her, and walked out to the back area to smoke. Mid-cigarette she came out and pretended to be devastated over the fact I didn’t stay for her entire performance. I un-emphatically apologized, and she asked for a smoke. I obliged, and within seconds she starts coughing a lung out.
You don’t smoke do you?
She admitted she didn’t and immediately tossed it on the ground. I just looked at her and thanked her for wasting it. She then kissed me on the cheek and said she was sorry.
She then worked her way up to my lips and I tentatively put the cigarette in my hand, and let her kiss me, not kissing back. But her hand grazed the still lit smoke in my hand. I couldn’t help but laugh at this, but muttered out some sort of half-assed concern over her hand. She asked me to kiss it to make it better, and I told her I think it was time that I get going, flicking my filtered friend to the ground.
