My latest Twitter Tale.
Ian: “Me!” Brad: “No. Me.” Marika sauntered in, chatted up a girl. Ian offered her a beer and a smile. Brad joked, she blushed, they talked. #
Ian spilled beer on Brad’s famous shirt. “Sorry!” he giggled. Ian joked and Marika laughed, touching him. Brad dropped ice down Ian’s shirt. #
Guy appeared. Marika approached, Guy whispered in her ear. They left together arm in arm. Ian, Brad broke open another beer, sighed. “Damn.” #
