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Pattersons: A Fictional Narrative

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When Drake and Alex got to Pattersons, the bar was already packed with people. They found a table shaped like a tall wooden spool with a glass top near the back of the bar and headed over with a pitcher of beer. Drake poured them each a glass and sat down. "Is Vince still dating that one girl?" he asked. "Yeah." Alex said. "Must be serious, I don't know what he sees in her. She's not bad looking, but she gets annoying when you have to be around her more than ten minutes." "What do you mean?" Drake asked. Alex was wiping the foam off the side of his mug that had spilled over from the top, "She has one of those squeaky high pitched voices and she laughs at everything, even shit that's not funny." Drake shrugged his shoulder and smirked, "Maybe she's good in bed." …show more content…

He looked over towards the front door and grimaced. "You didn't tell me he was bringing more than just himself." He gave Alex a dirty look. Alex smiled, "Thought you could use a friend." "I'm not interested." Drake said, watching Vince walk towards them with his girlfriend, and another girl he didn't recognize. "Relax." Alex said, "You don't have to go out with her, we just thought you might want to...you know." Alex shrugged his shoulder and grinned. Drake shook his head, drank what was left in his mug, then poured himself another one. "Like I said, not interested." "Since when? You're not one to pass up a one night stand." Alex reached for the pitcher. Drake looked at him, not quite sure what to say. Eight months ago he would have pounced on the chance to get laid, but now he felt different about it. He leaned back on the bar stool, "I'm just over it, my luck I'll end up getting someone knocked up, or catch a disease I can't get rid

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