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She drains her glass, and she slams it down on the table. “Wish me luck, bitches.”
“Good luck.” We laugh.
She marches over and sits on the stool next to him. His eyes light up when he sees her, and he smiles. When he says something, she laughs on cue.
I smile at Brooke. “And that’s how it’s done.”
“Apparently.”
We watch her for a moment as she talks and laughs, and my focus comes back to Brooke. “Do you really think I’m holding myself back from meeting someone by spending so much time with Nathan?”
“Yeah.” She sighs. “I do, which really sucks because he loves you more than anyone. I mean, why the fuck is he gay, anyway? He’s the perfect male specimen.”
“I know.” I sigh sadly.
I glance over to the bar to see Jolie and the guy staring at his phone. “What is she doing over there? Are they watching something?” I frown.
“Like what?”
Jolie looks over and bursts out laughing before she raises her glass to us.
“What is she doing?”
Brooke laughs. “Who fucking knows?” She sips her drink. “Oh, tell me about your interview.”
“It was so bizarre. We were going through the interview, and I had this feeling that there was something going on with him. You know when you get the feeling?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Shots,” the waiter says as he puts four shots down in front of us.
“I’m sorry, what?” I frown. “I think you have the wrong table.”
“These are from your friend at the bar.” He gestures to Jolie, and we look over to see her tipping her head back and doing one, too. She laughs out loud when she stares back at the guy’s phone.
“Thank you,” we say to the waiter before he disappears through the club.
“What is she doing?” I frown.
“I don’t know but she obviously wants to get drunk.”
I giggle and pick up my first shot. “Who am I to argue?” I tip my head back and drain the shot glass. “Ugh, tequila.” I scrunch up my face in disgust. “She’s trying to kill us.” I splutter.
Brooke laughs and tips her head back. She immediately picks up her second shot and does it again. “Go on… the interview?”
“Oh.” I tip my head back and take the second shot. “Oh God, that’s bad.” I wince.
“So, we go through the interview, and then the guy says that he’s not sure he can work with me.”
“Why not?” Brooke frowns.
We hear a loud laugh from the bar. We look up to see Jolie’s head is tipped back and she’s really laughing.
“That guy must be really fucking funny.” Brooke frowns.
“Either that or he’s just roofied her drink.” I glance at the four empty shot glasses on our table. “And ours. Anyway, so the interviewer then tells me that he isn’t sure if he can work with me because he’s attracted to me.”
“What?”
