*Reloading because apparently I fucked up the gender tags*
One night my senior year of college I just needed a drink. All of my drinking buddies including my best friend/ roommate were working late so it looked like I was on my own. I walked over to my favorite watering hole and grabbed a seat at the bar. As my first drink was pushed in front of me I took a look around the crowded bar and immediately spotted a PYT gazing over at me diverting her eyes once mine found hers. A bob haircut died cherry red, a white top with a skirt and pair of heels to match her hair. She was definitely what the kids these days are calling *thicc*. I smiled to myself and took a drink playing it cool and deciding to let her make the first move.
She was with a group of friends and we would periodically catch each other’s eyes and smile as the evening wore on until very suddenly the stool next to me was taken. I looked over and found what I wasn’t expecting; one of her friends. The friend introduced herself as Michelle and we started chatting. Michelle was married and her husband was with his friends at another bar so she decided to have a girls night.