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Y/n was at a place where she normally wouldn't go, ever. But she had just gotten out of a relationship and needed a distraction and the dancing bodies were sure distracting her.
Stuart was also in a place where he'd never even dream of going to. His friends had dragged him to the club, well....strip club. Stuart was having a good time, but he didn't show it. He was slightly drunk and had already gotten a lap dance.
Y/n's POV
I look over to the bar and sit. On my left was a dorky looking guy with a beanie and his nose stuck in his phone. He was kinda cute.
I order a vodka coke and slide over one seat beside him."Can I buy you a drink?" I say
He looks up from his phone in shock "me?"
I nod
"Well....um, if you want..." he stutters
I call the bartender over and order two martinis. I set my hand on top of his and let my fingers trace patterns on his arm.
"So, what are you doing here? If I were you I would've left already." I say
"What makes you think I'm not enjoying myself?" He raises an eyebrow
I shrug "it's just that most guys wouldn't be staring at their phone in a strip club."
He takes a sip of his drink and laughs "yeah well you're right about that." He pauses, "my...friends forced me to come." Another pause "what about you?"
Taking a large gulp of my martini I state plainly "I got dumped."
He blinks "oh.... I'm uh...sorry?"
"Yeah well, it'd be like 'sorry I'm late' and then he'd consider breaking up." I roll my eyes
"He sounds like a jerk."
"What's your name anyways?" I ask
"Stuart. Stuart twombly."
"y/n," I smile "y/l/n"
He grins and says "it's nice to meet you y/n."
"You too, Stuart."
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