The 7 Day Stand
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Vee throws her arm around my shoulder and smiles coquettishly at Jonas, “Not only is it a thing, it’s also fucking incredible my sexually thwarted friend.”
I groan and look at my empty shot glass, “Oh God, my life is so depressing!”
“That’s why we’re here bitty, to change that and find you a man that’s hungry and ready to devour that pussy.” Hannah says handing me another shot of well at this point I don’t even care what it is. I down the pink shot and shudder as the liquid burns on the way down.
“You’re right let’s go hunting. Oh, but first, I’m going to sing!” I exclaim and weave through the crowd toward the stage when the girl finally finishes butchering ‘A Thousand Miles’ by Vanessa Carlton.
I shuffle through the songs on the playlist and smile when I see the classic, ‘I Hate Myself for Loving You’ by Joan Jett & The Blackhearts.
Hell, if that isn’t fitting.
Thank the lord for the alcohol swimming in my system because there isn’t usually a force on this earth that will get me up on stage let alone sing.
The song starts and the dazzlingly bright spotlight comes on as I slowly lift my gaze to the crowded bar, every single pair of eyes in the room watching me.
Oh crap.