I walked down the dark street to the building with the huge bright sign outside the front door. My feet moved forwards as my mind went backwards; thinking of everything that had happened yesterday, and why it had gone so wrong. As I got to the door; a man in the front window looked my way. His light brown eyes staring into my soul. I glanced at the floor, embarressed, but when I looked back up he was still staring at me.
So I walked through the door, letting the line of people in; they had gathered behind me while I had sat there staring. When I got to the bar I asked the bar tender for a shot of taquila. He nodded and walked to the back of the bar to get my drink.
this is the first of 2 stories, and the second im gonna write will be called “Living in Hawaii”. they arent very well connected, but they have the same kind of theme, and love and everything. THIS IS NOT FINISHED. i have barely started it yet, but it will be so much better than it seems so far?!
………DON’T TELL ME I DIDN’T ADD ENOUGH DETAILS OR ANYTHING. im just getting into the details, because the story isn’t any where near finished…..
BUT THANKS FOR READING!! =]