Welcome to Lawson Logistics #7.1: A Fateful Drink
“Watch your head, bro,” I said as I helped my buddy into the Uber. Grant had asked me to join him at the local bar “Stucky’s” because he had just found out his girlfriend cheated on him. Being the good friend I was, I provided him an ear to listen as he drank away his sorrows and complained about her. I even made sure that I kept my scanning for local talent to a minimum, as it felt a little disrespectful checking girls out while my friend agonized over one. However, as I watched the car drive his drunk ass home, I hurried back in to prowl in earnest. I had noticed a pretty blonde by herself at the end of the bar earlier in the night. It was rare to find a girl alone …
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