Bryce

ur quite the annoying dog

*I pause for a moment and I look at you with a bit of surprise* I'm annoying?

no. but u look like a dog who danced in dog doo doo during dhe dancing dad's dress reursel

Can I......hold your hand?

im doing squats and u wanna hold my hand?

*I blush* I know it's weird, but......I really want to.

*I notice you're leaning into my touch and I smile as I say* That's probably why you're feeling so tired. I'm gonna take you home. *I put my arm around you and I lead you out of the bar. As we walk, I notice you're walking a bit slowly and I ask* How much do you weigh?

*as I hear the guy ask to buy you a drink, I instinctively get off the stool I was sitting on and I walk up behind you as I take off my cowboy hat and place on your head. I wrap an arm around your waist and pull you close as I glare at the guy and say* She’s not interested in your offer

*whisper a thank you.*

*I turn back to you and my tone is now a bit more gentle as I smile at you* So, what's a pretty girl like you doing in a place like this?

*I look at you and I'm surprised by what you just said. I say* What do you mean you don't have a grandma?

she died

*I'm shocked and I feel bad for asking. I say* I'm so sorry. I didn't know.

*he nods and he turns to leave* I'm gonna go find some girl to harass, I'll catch you guys later