revmeup | call me out

Oh, dude, Harley. [ Yeah, that's sympathy in his voice, he knows how crazy she was for that dude, that scary scary dude.

He waits until she's turned to the bartender, laying a hand on her shoulder. ]

Are you okay? Like that had to be hard, and I don't care about that. Sure, I could see why others would be but your my friend, bro. You're stuck with me.

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[ She has to blink away a tear before she turns back to him with a strained smile. She throws her arms around him and kisses him on the cheek. ]

[ That strained smile is all he needs to see before he opens his arms. Wrapping them around her when, she throws hers around him and kisses his cheek. ]

It's gonna be okay, Harley. I totally got your back.

[ Harley indulges in a good squeeze while she get herself together. Then she pulls back and claps him on the shoulders. ]

Now let's get your dick wet!

[ That gets a chuckle out of him, pulling back and looking back to the floor. ]

This is going to be a train wreck, but I'm here for it. [ He was amused at least. Looking back when he saw the Bartender still waiting from where Harley waved them over, he ordered a cheap beer before looking back to the dance floor. ]

[ Harley gets herself a cocktail, strong and sweet, and leans against Gary's shoulder. ]

Okay, keep an eye on the crowd. I'm about to test the waters.

[ Harley clears her throat and loudly announces: ]

I dunno, I just don't think Han Solo or Indiana Jones could beat Edward Cullen in a real fight!

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[ He decides to trust the process. Harley hasn't lead him wrong yet. ]

Cool, cool.

[ Though as she makes that loud announcement, she had to know he'd get distracted. This geek LIVES for this kind of argument. It's almost like 24 was still around, in a sad way. ]

Dude! You're so wrong! Either of them could kick that sparklepire's ass into the ground!

[ He'd looking down at her, not at the crowd, he's all about this now.]

[ Harley rolls her eyes at how fast he got off track and slaps his knee to get him to focus up. ]

There, brown hair and blue crop top. She looked like she had some shit to say about that.

[ the snack to his knee gets his attention. Looking back to the crowd, seeing the girl Harley noticed. ]

You sure that's not just her face? She still looks annoyed.

[ a second later.]

And you so better not believe what you said. Otherwise I'm making you watch Star Wars with me later.

[ His eyes went back to the brunette, thinking about it. What could it hurt? ]

Maybe it's just her face. Whatever. Put a bag over her head.

[ She plucks the umbrella put of her glass to take a sip of her drink. ]

I meannnn, he is a vampire...

Dude, I would never do that to someone. Unless their into it and we talked about it first.

[ He looked back to her a second.]

Okay, keep an eye on my drink, I'll go talk to her, or try. And when I get back I'll tell you why your wrong.

[ Gary expects to blow this.]

I'm not wrong, but go off, king.

[ While he's gone, Harley orders him a different drink. Something that would look classier and more impressive than the cheapest beer.

She watches while trying not to look like she's watching. Go get 'em, Gare-bear 👍 ]

You know I will.

[ he called back with a playful finger gun her way. Hopefully she didn't get him something too fruity, he can never taste the liquor in those and will get hella drunk superfast. This is how he ends up making bad choices.

Still, he does go over to the woman, and they stand talking a few minutes. Gary was as awkward as ever, but clearly something said goes south after about 10 minutes as she yells something and storms off, and he quietly makes his way back with his head lowered. ]

I blew it. She thinks Harrison Ford is a misogynistic pig, but also disgusted by Edward. That's why she looked like she had something to say.

[ Harley coos sympathetically and nods along. ]

Ah. Team Jacob.

[ She hands him the drink, after wiping her lipstick off the rim. Hey, she had to do quality control. That's real friendship. ]

Here, hold this. Makes you look like you have money.

[ He sighs again.]

Werewolves are so much lamer than any vampire. I mean, look at Christopher Lee or Bela Lugosi.

[ he takes the drink. Looking it over, but not questioning why she drank from it. It's not poisoned or drugged if she drank from it. She's a fantastic friend.]

But, I don't have money, Harley. That's kinda cheating, even for a one night stand?

You think so? I'd rather fuck a werewolf than a vampire if I had to pick. Sure vampires get all the glamour, but think about the body temperature! Ick.

[ She rolls her eyes a little and pats his hand. ]

It is not cheating. You're never gonna see these people again. Let her tell her friends about banging some mysterious rich playboy. What do you think about pink miniskirt over there?

I overheat at night enough as it is, at least a vampire will be free air conditioning. Though, point to werewolf would be I bet their mad good cuddlers.

[ he offered back to her, taking a drink from the glass and looking over at the pink mini skirt.]

Fair point, I guess. And I can never pull off that Bruce Wayne level of mystery. And she's cute, but way outta my league.

I noticed something when you talked to blue crop top.

[ Harley leans in close and wraps one arm around him, so to anyone looking they are doing some intense flirting. ]

Pink miniskirt is only checking out guys who are already with someone. So I'm gonna step away for a while and I bet you ten bucks she comes over while I'm gone.

Yeah?

[ He asked, listening with a bit of a flush at how close she'd leaned in. Actively trying to not look down her top. ]

Dude? What? Are you sure about that... [ After a second, he nodded, taking another drink. ] Fine, I guess. I can take that bet. But if this fails, can we just find something else to do? My ego can only take so much in a night.

You want to give up after only talking to two people? [ She frowns and finishes her drink. ]

Okay, alright. Your call. I'll go to the bathroom and book a nice room so if you pull it off you'll have somewhere to take her. And if it doesn't go anywhere we can crash there tonight and you can show me a Trek War. Deal?

[ He shrugged his shoulders some. Not really wanting to explain why but, at least, she didn't argue it. ]

Yeah, that's cool, I guess. But one day you're going to learn the names right. You're the best Harley.

[ He waited a second before turning back towards the bar to wait and see how this would go. Ordering a second drink since this one was mostly empty. Another of the same.]

[ She leaves with another kiss to bait the trap and makes sure she passes Pink Miniskirt on her way to the bathroom. She pretends to be on her phone, complaining that Gary's expensive gifts are just sooooo overwhelming and his dick is just tooooo good.

Pink Miniskirt does a terrible job of pretending like she isn't listening in, so Harley is at least confident she'll win ten bucks. ]

[ Harley all but laid out the red carpet for Gary, all he had to do was pretend to be the guy he is at work. Which is so much easier with a mask that covers most of his face.

She was getting that ten bucks, pink skirt, didn't even wait that long before she was making her way to the bar. Gary hadn't even wiped the lipstick marks off his cheek yet by the time she arrived, slipping into Harley's show.

The arms were nice, his face a little chubby, but she could work with this. As long as she could get him somewhere quiet before his girl came back. The conversation starts off light, hitting a couple snags along the way. Such as her asking what he did for a living, and this putz answering honestly. Though, saying he's a henchman when he's a level 10 number 2 at this point, was kind of stupid. But he was stuck in his ways.

Pink skirt kept looking back like she was waiting on something, but she let him buy her a drink while he was officially working on his second. Her hand rested on one of those uncovered arms of his.

Things seemed to be going positive for a little while. Even if, it might have seemed suspicious that Harley was still missing. As he talked with her, he missed a few clues and hints that she was trying to send his way. Eventually she signed, muttering thanks for the drink, and walked off on him mid-sentence.

It was time for a third drink now that he was embarrassed again.]

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[ Harley booked a decent suite at a nice hotel on a stolen credit card and texted the reservation details to him, just in case Pink Miniskirt moved fast. Then she just hung out in the bathroom for a while to kill time. Played a few games on her phone. Became besties with a couple of drunk girls at the sink.

When she figured enough time had passed she poked her head out all ready to give Gary a big thumbs up and sneak away, but he was alone. The fuck? ]

She probably sucks anyway. I bet she thinks voting in local elections is a waste of time.

[ Hopefully drunk besties were fun at least. More fun than someone was having with his small pity party. He still hadn't figured out what he did wrong, but it would be fine. Gary knew he'd not try a third time like he had told Harley, one more rejection, and he'd want to just get on the train and go home to play Call of Duty or something.

Looking up when she spoke, his green eyes meeting her. That kind of kicked puppy look for a second or so. A half-hearted smile forced up. ]

Probably, or I do. Who knows, I definitely struck out though. Thanks anyway, Harley. Seriously.

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Got a better idea, sorry for the edit!

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