Vincent's Favorite Bar Game
"So the two of you had a fight." Vincent reached over and patted his brother's shoulder. "It'll be fine."
"I said horrible things to her! She'll never forgive me!" Kristoff protested, drumming his fingers along his wine glass.
"So.. it's over then." Vincent shrugged with a sigh. "Unfortunate, but look at the bright side."
Kristoff glared a thim. "There's a bright side?"
"Yes, the bright side is that it's time to play--"
"I don't want to play that game." Kristoff tried to interject.
"--a little game I like--"
"Vincent, I mean it!"
"--to call 'Have you met Kristoff?'" Vincent turned, spotted the most attractive woman within sitting distance, and tapped her gently on the shoulder. "Hey there, have you met Kristoff? He's a rich doctor, and on the rebound." He winked at both the lady and his brother, then glided off.
"....I'm Kristoff Vernard." The older male replied dumbly, not wanting to be rude.
The lady smiled back, pushing chestnut hair off her shoulder. "Serinda Maximoff." She extended her hand.
scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by 
hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status
