Rarely did she succumb to the embrace of inebriation, yet today seemed to beckon it with a siren’s call, blurring the boundaries
of her consciousness.
Three young gentlemen made their entrance, their eyes scanning the dimly lit expanse of the bar with purpose. It didn’t take
them long to spot Sabrina amidst the subdued ambiance.
Wordless communication passed between the trio as they made a beeline for Sabrina’s table.
“Dear lady, why do you sip your sorrow in solitude?” remarked a man with stylish, spiky hair, as he gracefully settled into the seat
opposite Sabrina. His gaze, slightly intoxicated, found her beauty irresistible.
The other two gentlemen positioned themselves, one to her right and the other standing tall to her left.
Sabrina carefully lowered her glass, regarding the trio with a hint of consternation. She spoke with a modicum of annoyance,
“Excuse me, I seek solitude in this moment. Would you kindly refrain from disturbing me?” The intrusion felt particularly irksome
in the broad light of day. Infuriating, indeed.
“Hey, if there’s sorrow that burdens your heart, share it with us and we shall endeavor to alleviate it,” the man implored, his
companions nodding in agreement.
But Sabrina, wearied and vexed, repeated her plea, “I insist, please, just leave me be.”
She gingerly massaged her temple, seeking respite from the unwelcome intrusion.
“What if we choose not to depart?” boldly inquired the man, his audacious words hanging in the air like a challenge.
In the wake of a brief pause, Sabrina, swaying slightly, mustered the resolve to rise from her seat, intent on making her exit.
To her dismay, the man on the left interposed himself, blocking her path.
“and where might you be headed, my dear beauty? I shall accompany you,” he declared with an impish grin.
“To settle the bill.”
“There’s no need for you to concern yourself with the tab,” the man retorted, his voice laced with a hint of insidious charm.
“Why not linger a while longer?”
Growing increasingly exasperated, Sabrina raised her voice, summoning a waiter.
“Waiter!”
Emerging from the depths of the establishment, two waiters, having just transported boxes, responded to her call.
Observing the situation, one of the waiters stepped forward, casting a measured glance at the trio.
“How may we assist you, madam?”
“I wish to settle my bill but these gentlemen seem unwilling to allow my departure,” Sabrina explained, her frustration evident.
The waiter appealed to the obstinate intruders, refrain from causing any further disturbance, sir. ndly step aside and
“Fuck off!” retorted the man with the spiky hair, abruptly and menacingly interrupting the waiter. His fierce warning hung heavily in
the air.
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