(Call him Nathaniel, Nate, etc. Picture:<a class="link link--external" href="http://gelbooru.com/index.php?page=post&amp;s=view&amp;id=1211639" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Here.</a>)<br/><br/>I smiled as we continued our many conversations at the bar, staring at these two girls alot. Damn, they had it all. Well, enough for my tastes. I'm not too good with taking girls out, and getting to know more about them, which is obviously why I don't have a girlfriend. Plus, those damn matchmaking websites are nothing but a damn scam to get people's money; they just make up those high percentages, like all good businesses do.<br/><br/>"Hey, man, I dunno, they're both so good... what about you? You got a thing for that girl in the black dress?" I asked, smirking at him. I raised my eyebrows with my sly grin, teasing my friend in a snicker, anticipating his reaction to my words. "Why don't we go over there to talk to them? Who knows... we might be lucky enough," I said, smiling with a wink that told my friend what I meant very obviously.<br/><br/><br/><br/>(Sorry, Texas pretty much defined it so I couldn't really go too much detail... :/ )