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“What’s with all the good samaritans? Where were you ten years ago?” Lark laughed to himself, as he sat on the bench.
“Ten years ago I was living in Arizona but isn’t this what small town folks are supposed to do? I was always under the impression that in small towns everyone was supposed to be kind and helpful but maybe I’m brainwashed by the media.”
“Let’s just go with me being good Samaritan. Makes me look better as a person.”
“Wow... you’re such a good person. I guess now I’m forced to excuse the fact that you’re half-naked.”
All right Category 5 it is!
“Great choice! You’re going to have a great night!”
“Bad week?”
“Don’t even get me started.”
“By drinking it all away?”
“Is there any other way?”
“Too much to drink?”
“Too much to drink?! Pwah! You can never have too much drink.”
“Seriously? How did you manage to do that?”
“With this magical concoction. You should try some.”
“How so?”
“By drinking away all of my problems, of course.”
“I’m fine,” he groaned whilst in a daze. His eyes darted rapidly trying to find something to focus on. “No, I’ll walk home.”
“You definitely don’t look like you’re in any condition to walk. Here let me help you get to that bench over there.” Denna said as she held out her hand to him.
Every trace, huh? What are you drinking and how can I get some?
“Long Island Iced Teas! But to be fair, I may have had a few.”
“Damn, you’re good, but it’s not what it looks like.”
“So... did you get in a fight with a hobo and they stole your pants? Or better yet, were you a good Samaritan who gave your pants away to the less fortunate?”
“That sounds great. Alcohol is bomb.”
“You bet it is. Helps you unwind and forget all of your problems. I can’t understand why some people are just so against it.”
“Long week?”
“I don’t even know where to start. My boss had me work crazy hours at the salon, I had some erratic clients who I just could not please, and worst of all, bumping into my ex-boyfriend with his new ‘perfect’ girlfriend. Let’s just say I just want to forget this week even happened.” Denna then realized that she had vented too much. “Sorry I didn’t mean to burden you with my problems.”
I’ll have whatever you having.
“You should definitely get their Category 5. It’s so strong but it also goes down smooth and it’s absolutely delicious.”
“Every trace of my weekdays are gone.”
“I swear it’s not what it looks like.”
“It looks like you pissed off the person you just had sex with and they stole your pants. But since it’s not what it looks like,please, enlighten me.”
He’s quiet for a moment, staring in almost disbelief at the girl. “Pushkin’s a person, love. He’s the father of Russian literature. Obviously, you’ve never heard because you’re uncultured.”
“I’m sorry I have not personally sought out Russian culture but as, I hope, you’re well aware of, the United States have not had been on good terms with Russia. I don’t know if you’ve ever heard of the Cold War but due to that conflict, Americans are not quick to promote Russian culture. The only Russian author I’ve read is Leo Tolstoy.”
