Wednesday, 13 April 2016

#A-Z Challenge [2016]

Keep this up and I’m going to have to carry you out of here. That is, if they don’t kick us out first.” Marianne and Jess had sat at a table of the huge glass fa├žade of Rick’s in Notting Hill Gate. They’d gotten there for Happy Hour at Jess’s insistence and had made full use of the buy one get one half price deal that ended at seven thirty. It was now a little after ten and Jess was not only slurring her words but was slumped sideways on the table supporting her head with her hand, her elbow on the table.
“Should we go?” Marianne asked her. Jess sat up with a start.
“The night it is young. I thought we could hit a club after this.”
“The only thing you’ll be hitting is the Alka Seltzer,” Marianne told her. “I’d hate to be your head in the morning.”
“You’ve been putting quite a bit away yourself you know?”
“ I know but at least I can still see straight. And I’ve eaten.”
“Oh let’s get some food. I’m starving.” Jess waved her arm at a passing waiter. “Oi mate! You still serving food?” The waiter checked his watch and came over.
“Only bar snacks until ten-thirty. What can I get you?”
“A plate of chips or something,” Jess slurred. “And another bottle of this.” She waved their half full bottle at him. The waiter nodded and turned away. “He’s nice.” Jess grinned, her eyes half shut.
“Since when did our boarding school upbringing allow us to say ‘Oi mate’?” Marianne said. “You sound like a moron. Why did you order more drink? Or food come to that. They’ll be closing soon.”
“No. Late licence. Look a DJ is setting up.”
“Oh God no.”
“Don’t be so old and boring,” Jess crooned. “And why won’t you tell me more about this George Clooney dude?”
“There’s nothing more to say except …”
Marianne’s words died on her lips. At the very point of Jess saying the name ‘George Clooney’ she saw Richard step out of a restaurant across the road. She could see him as clear as day, despite the time. He picked up the girl in the selfie by her slim waist and swung her around.
As if that wasn’t enough, he was giving her that wide smile of his.
“What’s wrong Mari? You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” Jess said, looking out of the window, too.
“It’s him,” Marianne stuttered.
“George Clooney. I mean Richard. He’s hugging that girl.”


  1. Oh no! I have to catch up on this story because now I am wondering who Richard is and why he's hugging another girl.

  2. Intriguing! I like this group of friends already. And I bet Richard is in trouble!

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  3. Uh oh. She's drunk and seeing something she doesn't know enough about. Time to jump to conclusions.

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  4. That does look pretty incriminating, and being tipsy doesn't help with overreactions. Uh oh.

  5. Jumping to conclusions, again. Silly girl, besides it's not like they're engaged. Go on the date, ask all the questions, then decide. Sorry, maybe if I'd have been dating him awhile and never knew of this woman, it'd look bad, hell, it'd be bad. But she doesn't know him and he doesn't owe her anything. Yet! LOL

  6. Yikes! Doesn't seem like a very good situation! Curious as to where this is going!

  7. Maybe that girl is his aunt.

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