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‘Uhh..’ Retta tried to hard to focus on answering the question presented to her by the man in front of her. She really wished now that she hadn’t smoked that bowl. Of course she wanted to go but her level of highness was interfering with her ability to form sensible words into a sentence. So, she nodded and made an agreeing noise instead.

“So I had a date from out of town and she bailed on me kinda last minute so, long story short, I’ve got two tickets to a show in Chicago, it’s at the House of Blues and there’s only one of me so…are you gettin’ the gist here? You wanna go? No charge, unless you consider it paying the price to hang out with me for a night,”

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‘What?!’ Retta put on her best look of concern before continuing. ‘Frogs are the best though!’ She insisted passionately. ‘Did you know that if you sprinkle salt on a frog their skin shrivels up?’ Was that something she should be telling a child? She shrugged internally, frogs were still cool and he should still want a frog themed party.

“Can someone please convince my brother to let me throw him a frog themed birthday party.”

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‘Actually I got Red Up the other day.’ Retta smirked thinking about the encounter. She hadn’t bothered to correct them and it made for a fun story to tell later at school. Sort of also branded her with a new nickname. ‘I’m sure I’ve have had worse too.’ Retta shrugged. ‘It used to really get to me but..I just don’t care anymore.’ A smile curled the corners of her lips. ‘Makes it easier when they fuck up.’

“The guy making coffees at Dairy’s today wrote “Preejay” on my cup, that’s…that is a new one. Creative, I’ll give him that. What’s the weirdest misspelling you’ve ever seen on a coffee cup?”

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Retta took her eyes off the girl she’d been pursuing all night and let them drift over to where they landed on the male that had interrupted them. Now, she couldn’t deny he wasn’t good looking, Retta would definitely tap that, but tonight she was feeling the companionship of the same sex. ‘Depends, is your name Bella? Because it seems unlikely.’ She almost winced at her own volatile tone but managed to bite her tongue before she said anything worse. Retta really wasn’t as awful as her words and actions made her seem. She was simply in a mood.

“Did I hear my name? I’m almost certain you said my name? Are you talking about how handsome I am? I’m pretty damn handsome, right?”

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Out for the night ~ was rinsing thru drafts but im fading fast so i will return tomorrow && finish things. #honestengine