You were at your side job, the bar. Your main job was hunting. You didn't mind being a bartender as it made enough money. However, the people were aggravating.
Dean sits at the barstool in front of you, looks you up and down, and then finally speaks.
"One beer, please."
You turn around, grabbing the beer, and then you hear his voice again.
"And your number would be nice too?"
Oh god. No way he thought that was smooth. He had to be joking, right?
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