>>5408628Also, you huff, still irked by the answer to Talbot’s previous question, what if this bitch is there when you arrive, hm?
“She won’t be.” Sybil curtly replies, “Not statistically-speaking, anyways.”
How can she be so sure, huh?! If she can see into the future so well, you groan, then why do we even need to do this crap anyw-
Before you can <span class="mu-i">REALLY</span> lay into her, Sybil taps away at her phone for a moment before placing it in front of your face revealing some kind of movie awards show. Huh?
“The <span class="mu-i">Glammie Awards</span> will take place in a month or so,” explains your best friend with a glimmer in her eye! “If the gossip sites are correct, she’ll be attending with her current boytoy–<span class="mu-r">GUNNAR MALLOY.</span> Some action star, if I read correctly.”
“Hey, <span class="mu-i">yea</span>!” Sputters Talbot with sudden interest! “He’s the lead in the ‘<span class="mu-i">Wrong Number</span>’ series!”
“Never seen it.” Frowns Art, prompting Talbot to grab his shoulders and dig in deep with his hands!
“Dude, you. Me. Eddie. Tucker. Gus. Brews. Movies. <span class="mu-s">SOON.</span>”
“O-okay!” Art stammers, eyes glimmering with excitement!
Bro crap aside, you interject, what do we know about this slut anyways, huh?
“Oh that’s <span class="mu-i">easy</span>!” Grins Art as he hands his phone over to you! “See for yourself!”
A drop-dead gorgeous woman stands in the center of Art’s screen–her honey-tinted skin clad in a red dress that lovingly hugs her toned body in all the right places. With a head of short, apple-red hair teasing her shoulders, your eyes can’t help but widen a bit! She… she looks <span class="mu-i">just</span> like <span class="mu-i">YOU!</span>
“<span class="mu-r">Eeeh… I GUESS I can see it?</span>” Mutters Nats in a voice dripping with forced kindness.
“Born to Guatemalan and German parents, she’s-” Looking over mid-explanation, a look of confusion crosses Sybil’s face. “... Artie, why do you have a picture of our potential mortal foe up and ready on your phone?”
“Oh, well,” stammers the now-sweating security goon, “I uh… I knew we were gonna talk about her, so-”
“... ‘<span class="mu-i">
Celebtail.com…</span>’ isn’t that a <span class="mu-i">pornographic</span> website?”
Snatching his phone away from everyone’s prying eyes, Art wastes no time in stowing it in his jeans pocket as his face is drenched in a fresh layer of sweat! “J-just look h-her up yourselves, guys…”
Sure, you chuckle as you watch Sybil silently simmer, you’ll check her out later, right, Talbot? HAH!
Giving your date a nudge, you can’t help but feel a little self-conscious when you turn to find him catatonic and drooling like a dog over a piece of meat! H-hey, you mutter, E-Earth to Talbot…
“Huh? Whuh?”
Forget it, you sigh as you silently curse your soft bod, just forget it…
>CONTD. 