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Edited by SuperJohnJohn:
10/8/2018 1:47:49 AM
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[quote]One day, I was on a date at the bar. and this woman was giving me some eyes. I mean, every time I looked over her way, she was looking at me and would flash a charming smile. It got to the point which I couldn't focus on my absolutely stunning date. The woman wasn't exceptionally good looking, but still. Her stare was mesmerizing.
A week later I went back to that bar. Sitting at the counter, I was nursing a "martini" in all honestly, it was just gin with an olive in it. As I drained the last of the gin from my glass, I saw her out of the corner of my eye. Still staring at me with that seductive smile. I popped the olive in my mouth and resolved to talk to her. Much to my dismay, she was gone. While I was stumbling home, snow crunching under my feet, the thought of that woman wouldn't leave me. As I lay in bed, I could still feel her staring at me. I looked to my window expecting to see her, but there was only a fat spider, suspended in its web in my window seal. The next afternoon I returned to the bar. After ordering another martini I asked the bartender if he knew who she was. The bartender assured me that he didn't know who she was. at 21:30, I was already 4 martinis in, and I saw her again. Staring at me smiling, something about her excited me and drew me to her. I decided to ask her for her number, but as I slid off my stool I fell to the ground in a drunken heap. a few patrons of the bar helped me up, but she was gone. I laid in bed and I felt her presence. I rolled over to see her, in a thin crimson slip, gazing through the window.
I got up and walked to the window. she asked me if I would let her in. Without even thinking, I opened the window and she slid vaporously through my window. I asked her where she lived, and she, while angling me towards my bed, said: "nearby." as she uttered this, she shoved me onto my bed, climbing on top of me with her legs straddling me, she asked me my name. I told her and she said, with a laugh, still smiling with her long white canines showing her mouth moved towards my neck. "that's a charming name, my name is NIL."[/quote]
Originally appeared in Spooky Stories Series 2. Vol. 2
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1 Replywhy was the martini actually just gin with an olive on one day and the day afterwards the guy ordered actual martinis? also why was he drunk after only 4 martinis?!?!
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9 RepliesEdited by slayer britt: 10/8/2018 12:13:15 AMNIL? Da heck is NIL? I feel like I'm missing something... Is this some joke and I missed the punchline? Some kind of story? I am so confused, I need answers! Edit: Okay, scrolled down, now I understand the context, but the question remains... What is NIL???
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3 RepliesOooooooo it was NIL Damn you’re goin a lil crazy Hoth
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1 ReplyOhhh its for the contest. Thought there was a glitch in the matrix for a second there
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Edited by devilpup05: 10/7/2018 11:11:23 PMNvm, this user is pretty dumb when it comes to commenting and scrolling down to find the answers
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[quote][quote]One day, I was on a date at the bar. and this woman was giving me some eyes. I mean, every time I looked over her way, she was looking at me and would flash a charming smile. It got to the point which I couldn't focus on my absolutely stunning date. The woman wasn't exceptionally good looking, but still. Her stare was mesmerizing. A week later I went back to that bar. Sitting at the counter, I was nursing a "martini" in all honestly, it was just gin with an olive in it. As I drained the last of the gin from my glass, I saw her out of the corner of my eye. Still staring at me with that seductive smile. I popped the olive in my mouth and resolved to talk to her. Much to my dismay, she was gone. While I was stumbling home, snow crunching under my feet, the thought of that woman wouldn't leave me. As I lay in bed, I could still feel her staring at me. I looked to my window expecting to see her, but there was only a fat spider, suspended in its web in my window seal. The next afternoon I returned to the bar. After ordering another martini I asked the bartender if he knew who she was. The bartender assured me that he didn't know who she was. at 21:30, I was already 4 martinis in, and I saw her again. Staring at me smiling, something about her excited me and drew me to her. I decided to ask her for her number, but as I slid off my stool I fell to the ground in a drunken heap. a few patrons of the bar helped me up, but she was gone. I laid in bed and I felt her presence. I rolled over to see her, in a thin crimson slip, gazing through the window. I got up and walked to the window. she asked me if I would let her in. Without even thinking, I opened the window and she slid vaporously through my window. I asked her where she lived, and she, while angling me towards my bed, said: "nearby." as she uttered this, she shoved me onto my bed, climbing on top of me with her legs straddling me, she asked me my name. I told her and she said, with a laugh, still smiling with her long white canines showing her mouth moved towards my neck. "that's a charming name, my name is NIL."[/quote] eat this[/quote]
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3 Replieswait aren’t you hoth
