Ignore the Girl, Talk with Charmaine

You remember what Griffin said yesterday about this girl being trouble. Though she looks like a total bombshell… nah. Don’t stick your dick in crazy was a rule to live by.

“Hey, did you catch the latest episode of Game of Crowns?” you ask.

Charmaine’s eyes light up. “Oh yeah, just watched it last night!”

“The show’s really fallen in quality this last season, hasn’t it,” you say. “Like seriously, the Day King was killed by a stray lightning bolt? All that ominous character build up for nothing?”

“To be fair, the Storks are supposed to have some kind of natural connection to the weather,” Charmaine says. “But yeah… that was pretty BS.”

“Seriously, I just want to know what the show-writers were high on. You can’t have a massive battle scene and kill off nobody important! Well, I guess Nud Stork died, but everyone thought he’d be dead by the end of the first episode anyways,” you say.

“Yeah, he was bound to die eventually,” Charmaine says. “Like honestly, there were so many things that they should have done better.”

The two of you commiserate over Game of Crowns for the next half an hour or so, and Elsie ups and leaves at that point. You stare at her swaying ass as she walks out the room somewhat remorsefully.

“Do you know who that is?” Charmaine asks. “You look like you know her.”

“Nah, think she’s a friend of a friend. Was just trying to figure out where I’d seen her before,” you say. “I’ve met so many people this last week that it’s hard to keep track.”

“I just didn’t both remembering most of the people I met during orientation,” Charmaine says. “I had no interest in getting to know them, so why bothering remembering their name or face?”

“Oof, that’s brutal,” you say. “But you’re saying that I made the cut?”

“Course,” she says. “Why do you think I’m talking to you right now.”

“Well, maybe it’s just my irresistible charm,” you say, spreading your arms.

“Sod off,” she says. “Hey, I was actually planning to get a bunch of work done tonight, and probably have already stayed longer than I should have. Let’s head out?”

“Yeah, I wouldn’t want to be the one keeping you from your work,” you say, and the two of you get up to the counter to pay. You wonder if your last comment overstepped it, causing her to want to leave, but you figure that she’s the bookish type anyways and was probably just looking for a quick meal.

Charmaine +10