Cassie: Hey, sis. How did it go.

Carmen: Smooth. how was work?

Cassie: Same as it is everynight. Hell.

Carmen: Lovely.

Carmen looked around for Shane’s number. She forgot she left it in her car. She started looking for her car keys.

Cassie: When did Drew go to sleep?

Carmen: Oh…hours ago! He fell asleep watching Fight Club.

Cassie: What!

Carmen: What?

Cassie: (Sighing) Nevermind, you can stay the night here if you want. It’s late.

Carmen: No no no, I have a date.. I think.

Cassie: Oh whose the lucky beau?

Carmen: Oh, just someone I met this morning when I got my hair done.

Cassie: Is he cute?

Carmen: What do you think?

Cassie: Alright, see you later girl, be safe.

Carmen had slipped on her heels and walked out the door cell phone ready. If Carmen needed anything, it was a date. Since her ex left her last year, it’s been tough getting over her.

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Shane’s phone rang, she looked at the clock before she picked it up. 2:38….a.m.

Shane answered her phone.

Shane: I almost gave up on you.

Carmen: Oh, come on. I told you my sister was a bartender.

Shane: Yeah, so what’s up. You want to meet somewhere?

Carmen: Um, actually now that I think about it. Maybe you could come to my place for a couple drinks. I’ve been wearing heels all day and I can barely walk.

Shane: …where do you live?

Carme: You know where that new gym just opened up?….

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Carmen opened the door to Shane’s knock.

Carmen: Hey, long time no see.

Shane: How are you?

Carmen: I’m alright. Did you find me Ok?

Shane: No problems (laughing) I been here a time or two before.

Carmen: Oh, do you know people in these apartments?

Shane: …uh, sort of.

Carmen: Hmm. Well come in. Sit down. Hey, do you like wine? Or would you like something a little harder?

Shane: Harder? No um wine is fine, or good. It’s good uh huh.

Carmen: Ok

Carmen disappeared into what Shane suspects as the kitchen.

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Carmen and Shane were sitting on the couch talking. They had talked their way through a bottle and a half of wine so far.

Carmen: So is working at Wax as much fun as it seems?

Shane: it can be. It can be wearing. A lot of punk kids try to fuck with things, but other than that yes.

Carmen: How come you recognized me this afternoon?

Shane: ….well how could I not?

Carmen blushed and smiled at Shane’s subtle comment.

Shane: Where does your sister bartend?

Carmen: I don’t know. Some roughneck bar by my parents house. I’ve never been there. I stay away from places filled with leather clad men unless their chaps are assless.

Shane laughed hard and tapped her glass against Carmens.

Shane:Same here.

Carmen felt light headed and grabbed onto Shane’s shirt….for balance….she pulled shane in for a messy unprepared kiss. At first Carmen thought Shane’s lips felt cold and she remembered how her ex’s kisses were warm and filling, leaving no room for thought. She pulled back quickly.

Shane: Ok?

Carmen though again. She nodded and kissed her again. A little better this time. She blindly set her glass on the table and shane followed. Carmen mounted Shanes lap and kissed her harder, looking for something more. Carmen pulled back again. " touch me " Carmen breathed into Shane’s mouth. She complied with skill. Carmen couldn’t swing the though. She thought it must be her buzz. She can’t focus. She stopped kissing Shane, she stopped sitting on Shane.

Shane: Maybe I should go.

Carmen: I’m sorry. I’m just a little dizzy.

Shane: Maybe some other time?

Carmen: I’ll call you.

Carmen heard Shane shut the door and she went to bed, alone because she’s insane perhaps.