We'll Always Have Paris (1 pic) Art and text courtesy of nyctophobia11 - https://www.deviantart.com/nyctophobia11 ‘Bartender! Another round!’ yelled the woman at the bar. He smiled and rolled his eyes. From a glance, he could tell exactly the kind of woman she was; attractive, self-entitled and thinks she owns the place. He looked around; she seemed to be all alone. No friends in sight, no date. He shook his head, and thought to himself, ‘Yeah, with an attitude like that, no surprise there.’ However, despite the disdain he felt at the back of his mouth, he could not hide the fact that he found her very attractive, the way the back of her dress swayed, revealing less and more of her bare back as she herself swayed where she stood. She was drunk out of her mind, only her arm on the bar probably kept her from toppling over. ‘It’s closing time, ma cherie, go home,’ he said with a smile ...
