The pretty-woman needed no effort to make every head turn. The ugly-guy was everything that she was not. pretty-woman is looking at him begging attention. ugly-guy is analyzing the next table slutty-woman's ass. pretty-woman sighs, sips her drink and pretends she did not notice.
I nod to the waiter to fill my empty glass.
pretty-woman acts like following a news channel., when the sound is muted behind the blaring music. ugly-guy's eyes were stuck on the slutty-woman's ass and he spills the drink on his shirt. pretty-woman frantically pulls tissues and cleans his collar. ugly-guy turns to look at her. pretty-woman slowly clutches his shirt as she cleans his collar. ugly-guy nods and takes his gaze back to where it was.
I nod a thanks to the waiter and start swirling the glass to chill the whiskey.
slutty-woman walks out. ugly-guy asks the pretty-woman to excuse him for a moment and walks out too. pretty-woman's gaze slowly falls to the floor. pretty-woman pretends to wipe the oil from her face with a tissue and dries the tear that was threatening to fall.
all the world wants you,
but what you want does not.
what is it that you see in him,
that makes you blind to the world around?