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Felt!Jake x Reader ~ How a Gentleman Flirts (Pt.1)"This is fuckin' bullshit, I'll tell ya," I hear from next to me, slurred and hardly understandable.
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I sighed, taking another sip of my drink, still my first of the evening. Why did I let my friends convince me to go to the bar? Alcohol plus me did not add up right, like a 3rd grader trying to do calculus. But, hey, at least I wasn't drinking too much, which was rather responsible of me. The same couldn't be said of Meenah, though. While most of my friends were up dancing to the swing music (quite awfully, I might add) Meenah sat next to me in our booth, though not by choice. She had broken her ankle, and no matter how many times she tried to get up, the pain would make her sit back down and take another swig of her margarita.
"Pipe down with that language!" I half-whispered, eyes scanning the bar to see if anyone had heard. "It's not ladylike."
"I don't shit a fuck," she drunkenly retorted. I sighed, looking at my drink again. When I looked back up, someone was approachin