You look up as you hear the door open, watching her walk in. You smile softly and tell her that her girlfriend has gone to sleep. She nods.
“Cool, I think we've seen the last of the guys,” she says, walking over to the table.
“Oh I wouldn’t be so sure, there’s still like what four minutes of girls night out left,” you retort.
You watch her as she takes a drink from the beer bottle she just picked up. “I’ve had enough of girls, and guys,” she says, sounding exasperated.
“There’s an old horror movie on,” you tell her, trying to take her mind off things.
She glances at the television...
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