He couldn't believe how desperate he had become, going to some sketchy shop in the middle of nowhere, for a hope of finding something to better his luck. As Kent stood in front of the old door, he peered inside at the dimly lit interior thinking that what he was doing was pointless. But here he was, at the end of the road in his mind trying to find a solution to his dilemma.
The fact was, Kent seemed to have the worst of luck trying to pick up girls, let alone talk to them without them turning him down quickly. No matter how suave he attempted to be, nothing seemed to get the attention of any young female. He was an averag