Later that day, Charlie and I met at a local restaurant. We talked about what happened with him drinking Special K, and I was relaxed about everything, although I felt a little attacked at the end.
"Hey," I said, greeting Charlie as I sat on the chair opposite him.
"Hello, look before you say anything. I just want you to know that yesterday was drunk but even though I was drunk I knew what I was doing , you are handsome but you're really not my type , I'm more into gentle, hot and matured guys". He said, sighing, and I couldn't believe ears.
"What! I can be gentle ,everyone knows that I'm gentleman. " I told him, defending myself.
"Yes, that's definitely the part I don't deal with ' Everyone ' no offense, Scott, but you're always sleeping around , I really don't know what got into me y
