MittyMittens
Bumblebee Therapist
Evie makes her way into the bar, scanning the room for a moment before taking a seat in an empty area towards the end of the bar. She orders a vodka on the rocks and a shot of tequila, downing the shot as soon as it was set down on the bar. She glances around the bar briefly before staring down at her vodka with furrowed brows. She mutters something inaudible under her breath as she rubs her forehead before sipping at the vodka. She sighs before looking up at as the bartender places a drink in front of her and points towards a guy down the bar, telling her it was sent for her. She tries to wave it away but the bartender convinces her to keep it since it was already made. She reluctantly takes it and after several more of her own and ones being sent to her she was definitely feeling it, which was her point tonight but what wasn't was the guy who decided to slide into the bar stool next to her.
"I see you enjoy your vodka"
Evie just rolls her eyes. "Look, thanks for the drinks but you're wasting your time trying to win me over. If you want your money back so be it, but I'm not looking for anything, not even a conversation"
"Oh don't be like that. We don't even have to talk, we could dance. I might persuade you otherwise then"
Before Evie could object to that the guy had her by the hand leading her off the stool. She stumbles before regaining her balance, the alcohol definitely swimming around her head. She narrows her eyes and yanks her arm away from the man, trying to keep her temper under control. "No thank you, I don't dance" she states between gritted teeth.
"That's alright, it's not that hard. Besides you owe me" The guy says before snatching her wrist back to lead her towards the floor.
Evie's eye twitches a bit before sending a fist flying right into the side of the guy's face. "I don't owe you a damn thing" She states pulling her arm back when he lets go from the surprise of the punch, ready to send another one flying if need be. However, she wasn't expecting to be pushed back, and loses her balance, luckily only sitting back down on the stool, going to stand back up only to get pushed back down again, only easily able to because of the alcohol playing on her balance.
"I know you came alone. A girl shouldn't drink on her own, especially as much as you have. Why don't I give you a ride home?" He asks with a not all that honest smile.
"I see you enjoy your vodka"
Evie just rolls her eyes. "Look, thanks for the drinks but you're wasting your time trying to win me over. If you want your money back so be it, but I'm not looking for anything, not even a conversation"
"Oh don't be like that. We don't even have to talk, we could dance. I might persuade you otherwise then"
Before Evie could object to that the guy had her by the hand leading her off the stool. She stumbles before regaining her balance, the alcohol definitely swimming around her head. She narrows her eyes and yanks her arm away from the man, trying to keep her temper under control. "No thank you, I don't dance" she states between gritted teeth.
"That's alright, it's not that hard. Besides you owe me" The guy says before snatching her wrist back to lead her towards the floor.
Evie's eye twitches a bit before sending a fist flying right into the side of the guy's face. "I don't owe you a damn thing" She states pulling her arm back when he lets go from the surprise of the punch, ready to send another one flying if need be. However, she wasn't expecting to be pushed back, and loses her balance, luckily only sitting back down on the stool, going to stand back up only to get pushed back down again, only easily able to because of the alcohol playing on her balance.
"I know you came alone. A girl shouldn't drink on her own, especially as much as you have. Why don't I give you a ride home?" He asks with a not all that honest smile.