Savannah
Three.
"What are you doing tonight? Wanna go to the bar?"
"I can't, Freddy. I've got practice tomorrow." Tyler groaned. "And plus, I'm laying off all of that, remember?"
"I didn't say you had to drink. Alright, alright, let's go get dinner then." Freddy pleaded. Tyler had been so...good since they got to Dallas. It was starting to bore him. He was so used to the Tyler who would throw parties for no reason, the Tyler who would spend his nights at a club or bar, the Tyler that wanted to have fun.
Tyler sighed, "Fine. We'll get dinner."
The two roommates left their condo and drove into the heart of Dallas, searching for the perfect restaurant. "We can't go somewhere too nice. We'll look like we're in a relationship." Tyler laughed. They agreed on a Steakhouse, and walked in to get seated for two.
The place was filled with people their age, which made them feel more comfortable. Tyler immediately noticed a group of girls at the bar, but tried to ignore them. He was in Dallas to play hockey. No more girls.
"Blondie at 10 O'clock is eyeing you like crazy." Freddy chuckled, taking a sip of his water. Tyler shrugged, opening his menu. He was tempted to look, but he knew he had to have self control.
Their steaks arrived and Freddy couldn't stop making comments about the girls at the bar.
When he had enough, Tyler excused himself and went to the restroom to get a break from Freddy. He was his best friend but damn, that guy could talk.
When he walked out of the restroom, he sighed when he saw Freddy standing against the bar, laughing with the girls. He wasn't in the mood for that. He didn't want to take a girl home, he didn't even want to talk to girls.
"Tyler! Come over here, man." Freddy laughed as Tyler walked toward them.
Tyler shook his head, a serious look on his face. "I'll stay at the table. I don't want them to think we left without paying."
"Our waitress is right there! Hey! Excuse me, Miss? Can you move our bill to the bar? We'll be sitting here for now."
Tyler put his head in his hands, he knew what Freddy was trying to do. Freddy was trying to get him laid. Defeated, he walked to the bar. He knew that Freddy knew he was now in a bad mood, but he tried to be nice to the girls.
"I'm Brittany." The blonde who has been staring earlier smiled. "Tyler." He said seriously. The two other girls were Jenny and Jordan, brunette identical twins.
After tons of irrelevant conversations and embarrassing flirting, Tyler and Freddy left he restaurant with 3 new numbers in their phones.
"I can't, Freddy. I've got practice tomorrow." Tyler groaned. "And plus, I'm laying off all of that, remember?"
"I didn't say you had to drink. Alright, alright, let's go get dinner then." Freddy pleaded. Tyler had been so...good since they got to Dallas. It was starting to bore him. He was so used to the Tyler who would throw parties for no reason, the Tyler who would spend his nights at a club or bar, the Tyler that wanted to have fun.
Tyler sighed, "Fine. We'll get dinner."
The two roommates left their condo and drove into the heart of Dallas, searching for the perfect restaurant. "We can't go somewhere too nice. We'll look like we're in a relationship." Tyler laughed. They agreed on a Steakhouse, and walked in to get seated for two.
The place was filled with people their age, which made them feel more comfortable. Tyler immediately noticed a group of girls at the bar, but tried to ignore them. He was in Dallas to play hockey. No more girls.
"Blondie at 10 O'clock is eyeing you like crazy." Freddy chuckled, taking a sip of his water. Tyler shrugged, opening his menu. He was tempted to look, but he knew he had to have self control.
Their steaks arrived and Freddy couldn't stop making comments about the girls at the bar.
When he had enough, Tyler excused himself and went to the restroom to get a break from Freddy. He was his best friend but damn, that guy could talk.
When he walked out of the restroom, he sighed when he saw Freddy standing against the bar, laughing with the girls. He wasn't in the mood for that. He didn't want to take a girl home, he didn't even want to talk to girls.
"Tyler! Come over here, man." Freddy laughed as Tyler walked toward them.
Tyler shook his head, a serious look on his face. "I'll stay at the table. I don't want them to think we left without paying."
"Our waitress is right there! Hey! Excuse me, Miss? Can you move our bill to the bar? We'll be sitting here for now."
Tyler put his head in his hands, he knew what Freddy was trying to do. Freddy was trying to get him laid. Defeated, he walked to the bar. He knew that Freddy knew he was now in a bad mood, but he tried to be nice to the girls.
"I'm Brittany." The blonde who has been staring earlier smiled. "Tyler." He said seriously. The two other girls were Jenny and Jordan, brunette identical twins.
After tons of irrelevant conversations and embarrassing flirting, Tyler and Freddy left he restaurant with 3 new numbers in their phones.
its cute so far :)
6/5/14