"Please, stop running," the bartender said sighing behind as I took off in the street, after the show in the bathroom he dragged me out from the dirty stall and helped me get outside but it was so nice that I wanted to walk so, that's what I did.
"I don't know your name," he almost cried out in frustration and that had me burst into giggles, I don't know why but he was very funny.
"It's Erika," I yelled running on the dark empty street
"Erika let us stop running now so, that I can get you home," his words fell to deaf ears. I kept running and running, and running it was so beautiful and nice.
suddenly the world seemed upside down, I was hoisted upon his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "Let go of me, you asswipe. I'm married" I yelled hitting his back as strong as I could but alas
