characters: gabe & natalie where: rusty saddle tagging: @nataliedcluca
It was his last week of freedom before he started Monday in the auto shop, and Gabe was set on a wild blowout to round off this spontaneous vacation. He was a few beers and tequilas deep as he hung with the friends he had made over the last few weeks—some guys from the gym and a few people Benny had introduced to him. Gabe loudly bragged about his impending victory as he stepped up for his final shot. When he bent over the table, someone caught his eye in the distance, and the distraction fucked him up. "Hey... relax. Victory is still mine, but..." he placed the cue on the table and shrugged. "I've something better to attend to, guys!" He down the last of his beer, then made his way over to the bar.
The woman in question was standing there with friends of her own when Gabe made a point of bumping into her. "Oh, sorry... blame the tequila!" When she turned to him, he smirked. It had been a while, but you always remembered the face of the woman you married in Vegas. "Surprise!"
