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So, later that afternoon, I headed out to the\u00a0lounge in Oasis Springs. \u00a0Maybe the crowd there will be a little different, meet some new faces.<\/p>\nAh! \u00a0The weekend! \u00a0I spent most of Saturday morning asleep, then puttered around the house for a while. The night before was a lot of fun, and I really needed more of that.<\/p>\n
So, later that afternoon, I headed out to the\u00a0lounge in Oasis Springs. \u00a0Maybe the crowd there will be a little different, meet some new faces.<\/p>\n
Meanwhile, the comedian was just killing it!<\/p>\n I gave up, and went home.<\/p>\n chapter 15 …<\/em><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The Day Bar Ah! \u00a0The weekend! \u00a0I spent most of Saturday morning asleep, then puttered around the house for a while. The night before was a lot of fun, and I really needed more of that. So, later that afternoon, I headed out to the\u00a0lounge in Oasis Springs. \u00a0Maybe the crowd there will be a … Continue reading “Jeanette, Chapter 14”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,12],"tags":[14,27],"class_list":["post-548","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-ross","category-jeanette","tag-kimberly","tag-myron"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/548","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=548"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/548\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1216,"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/548\/revisions\/1216"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=548"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=548"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/hnefatafl.darncats.ca\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=548"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}![\"11-11-16_1-17-14-pm\"](\"http:\/\/darncats.ca\/images\/clanross\/1-14\/empty.png\")
<\/a>Okay, so “crowd” wasn’t the right word. Perhaps I shouldn’t start drinking at 2 in the afternoon, but … meh. \u00a0For the first half hour or so, the only other person in the place was one old woman, sitting at the bar, reading. \u00a0Then young Santa here showed up. \u00a0I thought it was going to be one of THOSE nights.<\/p>\n Eventually, other folk started arriving. \u00a0I still needed to do some serum testing, and figured that tonight would be as good a time as any, so I downed one of the Flirty Juice things. \u00a0Time to get into a mood<\/em>.<\/p>\n Hey. \u00a0How YOU…<\/p>\nOh. \u00a0Okay.<\/p>\n<\/a> Fine. \u00a0Well, I’m going to socialise with whomever I can. \u00a0I’m feeling all flirty-like, and *someone* is going to eventually reciprocate. You jerks.<\/p>\n<\/a> Later in the evening Myron dropped in, and introduced me to Kimberly. We’d bumped into each other previously, at the library mostly, but I don’t think I’d ever actually spoken with her. \u00a0“Great”, I thought. \u00a0“Finally meet another guy, and he’s not single.” \u00a0Could have told me that last night. \u00a0Jerk. \u00a0However, it turns out that they’re just friends.<\/p>\nSo while Baldy there ignored my advances, (yet he still just kept hanging around) I turned my charm on to … dammit! \u00a0Myron left. \u00a0Young Santa’s just not my type.<\/p>\n<\/a> Killing it! \u00a0Get it!? \u00a0Yeah, sorry. \u00a0Anyway, this guy died.<\/p>\n<\/a> The comedian began rethinking her career choices.<\/p>\n So while many of the older locals mourned the loss of … the old-now-dead guy, I had no idea who he was, nor did Kimberly or Skylar.<\/p>\n<\/a>Eventually, Grim left with the guy’s soul, and the place emptied. I suppose nobody wanted to party any longer after that show-stopper. \u00a0Skylar, Kimberly, and I stayed late into the night talking about it, and many other things. \u00a0After all that, Kim was the only one who actually flirted at<\/em> <\/strong>me. \u00a0 She was older than I – by quite a bit, I think – but seemed to know what she wanted.\u00a0It was nice, but weird.<\/p>\n