After a long Friday commute home from the office, Brian Williams turned off his ignition and dragged himself out of his 2010 Ford Fusion. He was looking forward to a quiet Friday night alone, one of the few things he had liked since his recent divorce. No pressure to go out; no pressure to impress anyone, he thought as he ran a hand through his short brown hair.
Grabbing his phone from his pocket, he saw 8 texts and 2 voice mails with his tired green eyes. Once he saw the names attached to the texts, however, he knew it may not be the quiet night he hoped for. After turning the key to his new downtown apartment, he glanced through the texts from his friends Jake and Tim.
"Dude Brian, tonight we're going to Pure, that hot new club that just opened up. You gotta come. -Jake"
"Bri, we're going to Pure tonight, you gotta get out and be single with us again. It's been forever. -T"
Following those were the various texts to call them back and that they wouldn't let him get out of this one. He listened to the voice mails, his tired expression realizing he probably didn't have a choice tonight. They were headed his way and were due in less than a half hour. He kicked up his feet and turned on Sportscenter to relax and stretch his 6'2 frame before they arrived.
30 minutes later to the second, there was a knock on his door. "It's open..." he yelled out, before having Jake and Tim barge in with pizzas for dinner and some beers for the evening. He gladly took a beer before the pestering began. After 3 hours of pestering, he was finally convinced to come, much to his regret. The boys had promised him that there would be plenty of attractive females to distract him from his rough past 6 months of divorce, or as they called it, his 6 year marriage mistake.
After showering, Brad put on a dark blue button shirt and some jeans. He slipped on his casual leather shoes before finishing his beer and locking the door behind him. The boys weren't planning on crashing based on the success of the night, but he had his definite doubts. After the 5 block walk, he saw the line outside of the place, and again, wanted to abort the plan and just catch some sports for the night. Jake and Tim had nothing of it, and they were standing in the half hour wait line immediately.
*****
45 minutes later, they finally got in the door, and much to his surprise, Pure was packed for the night, and not with his usual crowd of beer guts at the local sports bar. Jake and Tim took off somewhere, and he was left alone. Not knowing where to go, he strolled to the bar, which overlooked the large dancefloor. He hadn't seen this many attractive girls in a while, and he couldn't decide where to focus his attention until the bartender interrupted him.
"Hey man, what do you want to drink?" he said, annoyed at Brian's lack of focus. Brian focused on him, and noticed even more girls around the bar before ordering his beer.
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Grabbing his phone from his pocket, he saw 8 texts and 2 voice mails with his tired green eyes. Once he saw the names attached to the texts, however, he knew it may not be the quiet night he hoped for. After turning the key to his new downtown apartment, he glanced through the texts from his friends Jake and Tim.
"Dude Brian, tonight we're going to Pure, that hot new club that just opened up. You gotta come. -Jake"
"Bri, we're going to Pure tonight, you gotta get out and be single with us again. It's been forever. -T"
Following those were the various texts to call them back and that they wouldn't let him get out of this one. He listened to the voice mails, his tired expression realizing he probably didn't have a choice tonight. They were headed his way and were due in less than a half hour. He kicked up his feet and turned on Sportscenter to relax and stretch his 6'2 frame before they arrived.
30 minutes later to the second, there was a knock on his door. "It's open..." he yelled out, before having Jake and Tim barge in with pizzas for dinner and some beers for the evening. He gladly took a beer before the pestering began. After 3 hours of pestering, he was finally convinced to come, much to his regret. The boys had promised him that there would be plenty of attractive females to distract him from his rough past 6 months of divorce, or as they called it, his 6 year marriage mistake.
After showering, Brad put on a dark blue button shirt and some jeans. He slipped on his casual leather shoes before finishing his beer and locking the door behind him. The boys weren't planning on crashing based on the success of the night, but he had his definite doubts. After the 5 block walk, he saw the line outside of the place, and again, wanted to abort the plan and just catch some sports for the night. Jake and Tim had nothing of it, and they were standing in the half hour wait line immediately.
*****
45 minutes later, they finally got in the door, and much to his surprise, Pure was packed for the night, and not with his usual crowd of beer guts at the local sports bar. Jake and Tim took off somewhere, and he was left alone. Not knowing where to go, he strolled to the bar, which overlooked the large dancefloor. He hadn't seen this many attractive girls in a while, and he couldn't decide where to focus his attention until the bartender interrupted him.
"Hey man, what do you want to drink?" he said, annoyed at Brian's lack of focus. Brian focused on him, and noticed even more girls around the bar before ordering his beer.
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