Hey you, I like a chew.
You're looking so good today.
You look almost good enough to eat.
No, no, I'd never eat you.
But when you're sweet like that, it's hard to not want to.
I just want to kiss you all over, you're so sweet.
I swear to God.
And just kind of nibble a little bit, just because I like you.
You're so fucking cute.
What?
No?
I'm not drunk.
No, I'm not.
I'm not, I'm not here.
I'm not here.
Oh man, fuck.
You know me too well.
I had a few two, three, four, five cocktails.
I just saw you sitting here, and you just looked cute enough to eat.
And I just wanted to come over and tell you how good you looked.
And maybe sneak a hug, or a kiss, or a cuddle.
You know anything.
Do you mind if I actually sit down with you?
Yeah, thank you.
Scooch, scooch, scooch, make some room, make some room.
Thank you.
So what you been doing tonight?
Why you all alone?
Do friends already leave?
Find people to go home with, or something?
I don't know.
Yeah?
I'm glad I'm here then.
So you're no longer alone.
And I'm no longer alone, and we can be not alone together.
Right?
You want to be not alone with me, right?
Because I like being not alone with you.
God, I'm sorry.
I worry I'm making a fool out of myself sometimes.
Like, whenever I see you, my face starts to hurt from smiling so much,
and my little, I get little belly rumbles.
And I just, it's so hard not to tell you how fucking cute you are all the time,
because you're so fucking cute.
And I swear you make me laugh, and I like you so much.
And I just, ugh, fuck.
I'm drunk.
I'm drunk, and I'm being silly, and I'll be so embarrassed about it in the morning.
Thank you.
Thank you for that.
I, uh, I'm such an orc.
I'm sorry.
Should I go?
Like, should I just, like, get out?
Should I just, should I just, like, leave entirely, like, ghost everything,
leave all of our friends just like, ah!
No?
Yeah?
Okay.
Thank you.
I swear.
Like, I'm not crazy.
I just, you make me feel so good when I'm around you.
And I spend all of this effort holding it in to not tell you.
And when I saw you tonight, I felt, I felt such a relief.
And I was like, it's time.
It's finally time I can tell them how I feel, how they make me feel,
how much I care about them, how happy they make me,
and how fucking cute they are.
And I, there will be nothing holding me back.
Let me just, hold on.
I forgot my drink.
Fudge City.
So, how does this change things between us now, bitch?
My silly little soul has been laid bare, and you know how I feel.
Yeah.
I'm glad.
I'm glad.
I've been wanting to tell you for a while.
I just, I don't know.
It seemed like it was something that you didn't want to hear.
But I'm happy. I'm happy that that's not the case.
I want to sober up.
So we can talk about this again later.
But I don't want to leave.
So, do you think maybe just one more round would be okay?
One more round on me?
Nothing's gonna happen, I promise.
I've already said all that I need to say.
I've got no more secrets to spill.
Unless you're concerned about what secrets you might have to spill.
Do you have some secrets you might have to spill about me?
About how I make you feel?
Because I don't think I'm alone in this.
I really don't.
You hide it like I was hiding it.
But I think you feel the same way.
And I know you already. I know.
It's okay. I don't mind.
I don't mind.
It's okay.
So, let's order another drink.
What do you say?