47 47 THE TATTOOED DUDE

"Hey, may I?". A dude asks before sitting beside me. The dude's voice was familiar but my mind was too blur to decipher. "Meet you again".

He smiled and ordered a drink. the drink I rejected. I watched as the dude poured all the liquids without feeling the rrr feels...haha I laugh at myself.

"Yeah, meet me again". I mumble and turned to him. In a whip, my senses flowed in. "Oh, the dude with tattoos, what a nice meeting". I say through the loud music and suddenly feels like dancing along with dancers.

"You may call me Aaron". He winks and smiled with his hand stretched out to me for a hand heck.

"Yeah, cool Aaron". I said and climbed off from where I was sitting. Moving my body in rhythmic moves to the music. The Dj was good so were all the dancers around.