Violet POV
The drinks were all sparkling, there was no harm in having a shot or two. My eyes scanned the room for a bartender. And when I saw him, I stood for a while.
The bartender had a chiselled jawline and piercing blue eyes, and he was a sight to behold. I couldn't help but flirt with him a little.
“Hey.” I said, making my voice slurry and my smile coquettish. He didn't hear me at first so I made my voice husky and confident. "Hey there, handsome," I said.
He raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Well, well, well. Good evening, looks like we've got a live one here. What can I get for you, sweetheart?"
I leaned in close, my voice barely above a whisper. "I'll have a whiskey on the rocks, please. And maybe some company if I don't have to pay for it.”
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