"She's classy, I should've known better," he replied, pulling a glass from one of the cabinets. Now, in her lap, Art couldn't help but smile at the feeling of her fingers in his hair, closing his eyes to have just a moment of peace. "Great fucking point. You're right, I wouldn't have been there," he replied softly, keeping his eyes shut for now. "Well, the little blonde running it slapped me for fucking it up so bad, so that should explain it..." Still, he nodded slowly. "Very questionable choices."
sage continued the repetitive motion of running her fingers through his hair, noticing that it was bringing some peace to him. "i don't have the patience for those kind of things. i tried it before after my friend bugged me about it and i refuse to try it again. one time was enough of a bizarre experience" single is what sage would have to be because she was not going to put herself through a speed dating experience again. she raised an eyebrow "come on, tell me the questionable choices...they must've really been something if you got a whack for it"















