Some weeks ago I went out for drinks with some friends. I’m not sure what I did with my appearance that night, but I was getting hit on left and right. Ended up getting some phone numbers but wanted to end the night with my friends.
On my way home two more guys hit on me on the train. I think the attention was definitely turning me on. I get off at my stop and begin to head out. Here they have these small shops that are open late night called späti’s, kind of like a convenience store. The one at my stop had two Turkish guys working the night shift, both seated on crates outside the shop since it was about 3 am and there were no customers. One was in his early twenties and the other late twenties, maybe thirties. The older asks me to join them and tells the younger one to grab me some beers. It’s hard to resist a free beer honestly so I sat. I drank for a bit and made small talk with both, but honestly the conversation was dragging. We kept up some small chatter as they played me my favorite songs on the shop speakers. Apparently they were cousins.