George then spent the evening at a pub while waiting for a potential girl whom he could start a relationship with. Me mates just don't understand. The sooner I find a date, the earlier I can possibly get married! That isn't really a bad thing, right? he thought after taking a sip of his wine.
At that moment, he heard a woman's voice coming from one of the more private areas: "Hey, you wanna have a chat?" So he transferred there and greeted her with a smile. The woman herself appeared to be a year older and was dark-haired, wore crimson red lipstick, a bluish purple long-sleeved dress, and (weirdly) a skull necklace which glowed as if it was sending her a message.
"I see you're one of the members of that insect band that has taken this country by storm, huh?" she said. George replied, "Yep! I'm George Harrison, lead guitarist of the Beatles. And you are?" "Dahlia." George continued, "A pleasure to meet you, then!" Dahlia replied, "Likewise." George then asked, "So, do you like Rock n' Roll music?" Dahlia said, "Eh, it's okay. Nothing special, really." George said, "Oh. Fair enough, I guess." In truth, he was quite disappointed to have been given such an answer. Nevertheless; the conversation seemed to go on smoothly for the next hour, ending with George asking Dahlia out for a date at Hyde Park tomorrow, to which she accepted. They then left the pub after that.
"Well, I better set off for home now. It was lovely talking with ye." George told his new girlfriend. "Same to you. Good night, George Harrison." Dahlia replied. "Good night. But you can just call me George, okay?" George replied. "All right... Whatever." Dahlia responded. He then waved while watching her go, his eyes fixated at the swaying of her hips.
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At that moment, he heard a woman's voice coming from one of the more private areas: "Hey, you wanna have a chat?" So he transferred there and greeted her with a smile. The woman herself appeared to be a year older and was dark-haired, wore crimson red lipstick, a bluish purple long-sleeved dress, and (weirdly) a skull necklace which glowed as if it was sending her a message.
"I see you're one of the members of that insect band that has taken this country by storm, huh?" she said. George replied, "Yep! I'm George Harrison, lead guitarist of the Beatles. And you are?" "Dahlia." George continued, "A pleasure to meet you, then!" Dahlia replied, "Likewise." George then asked, "So, do you like Rock n' Roll music?" Dahlia said, "Eh, it's okay. Nothing special, really." George said, "Oh. Fair enough, I guess." In truth, he was quite disappointed to have been given such an answer. Nevertheless; the conversation seemed to go on smoothly for the next hour, ending with George asking Dahlia out for a date at Hyde Park tomorrow, to which she accepted. They then left the pub after that.
"Well, I better set off for home now. It was lovely talking with ye." George told his new girlfriend. "Same to you. Good night, George Harrison." Dahlia replied. "Good night. But you can just call me George, okay?" George replied. "All right... Whatever." Dahlia responded. He then waved while watching her go, his eyes fixated at the swaying of her hips.
TO BE CONTINUED
