You need to go to the VIP-area

Albert and you take a moment to take breath and calm down. You both take a non-alcoholic drink, which you get for free because of the trouble you had. At a free seat, you can sit down for a moment. There is an awkward silence between you two. It takes some moments until Albert breaks it.

“Listen,” Albert finally says, “I’m sorry. I didn’t want this to happen. You … you are a great girl and didn’t deserve this.”

“Why are you sorry?” you reply confused, “you did nothing wrong. You even helped a lot by getting the bouncer. What happed was not your fault. It was Frederick’s fault. And exclusively his.”

“Yes, I know,” Albert agrees still a little uncomfortable, “he is a typical bully who thinks he can treat others like shit because he is stronger. I know people like him. I … had some of them during my time at school. But still … I couldn’t stand up to him. Not even when he threatened you. People always say it would be my duty as a man to protect the women I like.”

“Stop this bullshit,” you reply strict, “I train material arts for several years now and even I wouldn’t dare to get in a fight with this steroid addict monstrosity. At least not alone. Can we … can we just forget this maniac and talk about something else? The dancing for example?”

“Oh, blessed lord, please no!” Albert replies but seems to be much more relaxed, “I told you I’m terrible at this. I was the biggest joke on the dance floor.”

“I don’t know why you are so insecure,” you say encouraging, “you are not bad. I saw much worse guys on the dance floors.”

“Oh, to be honest, I’m just glad I didn’t step on your feet,” Albert replies shy but happy, “I … I really enjoyed it.”

“That’s good to hear, but I’m afraid, I have to look after my brother now,” you say, “we are here together and I need to check if he is alright. But I enjoyed dancing and the drink. Are you here for long? I can’t make any promises, but maybe I come back to you, when I’m done.”

“I have to work tomorrow, so I can’t stay forever,” Albert replies uncomfortable, “my boss demanded an emergency meeting. Probably just to show he can order us around, even on weekends. But if you are fast, I will still be here.”

“Great,” you say and kiss Albert on the cheek, “I hope we see each other soon.”

Albert can’t answer. He is too perplexed. You seriously hope this wasn’t the first kiss of the poor guy. You have not a problem with insecure guys or virgins, but a grown-up man who has never been kissed is kind of strange.