I saw him, a handsome, dignified young man. Drive a luxury car too. I chose him, tonight he's mine.

The pub door opened. I walked in with confidence to the rhythm of the jazz music playing. The red skirt that ripped off the side contrasted purposefully with the color of my thighs. Everyone turned to look at me, as I had hoped. including you It was as if everyone had forgotten the music playing on the stage. I walked to the bar.

Just make eye contact with the bartender. He immediately knew what I wanted.

I sip my drink Shake your hair intently Hope you can see I secretly glance at you A smile popped up at the corner of his mouth. Yes, you're looking at me. But it still doesn't satisfy me. I ordered another drink. Looking at you out of the corner of my eye You're still looking at me I made a face towards you. You raised your glass and invited me to drink. I raised my glass as well.

You seem nervous to see that I'm not paying much attention to you. I love seeing you like that. You finally got up and sat next to me at the bar. You order your drinks. And he was also kind enough to order for me. The bartender gave me a knowing look. before going to his work I rubbed the rim of the glass I just drank from.

As you held your chin, you looked at me fascinated. I say thank you to you You flirt with me When I came closer, you looked older than I thought. But it's okay. Because I've chosen you Then the drinks came. We bump into each other. You asked me if I come here often. I pretend to think for a long time. I come often. I came to let you see me.

But instead of answering, I asked you a question. You seem to like that I asked you back. It's like I'm interested in you, right? We talked for a long time. Miscellaneous

Upbeat music played, causing me to turn my attention to the stage. There were many people getting up and dancing. When I turned to meet your eyes, you raised your eyebrows and immediately invited me. I act awkward even though I really want to dance with you. You stood up and bowed to me in a formal invitation. I laughed seeing you do that. I hold your arm

We went out into the middle of the dance floor. Everyone looks at me the same way. You proudly stretch out your chest. When I start dancing We touch each other You complimented me on my dancing. I know you said that. Because your eyes never left mine. I'm not sure if it was the dancing or the drinks that made me feel dizzy. But it's good.

Makes me dare to dance more. My clothes moved with my strength as if they were alive. It's like on this plaza, there's only me and you, just the two of us dancing. When the song ended I laughed against your chest. So you can feel that you are hot. We invite each other to sit and talk quietly. I see a quiet corner in this room. You see it like I do, right?

I'll take you there by the hand. I don't know when your hands started caressing around me. You really are an octopus. I won't give up on you just yet. Please know this first.

You started admiring my perfume. Of course I wore it for you. You seem to like few things more than perfume. You began to bend down to sniff. People like you I know very well. But I accept you because I chose you. You can't seem to control yourself. Push me against the wall He looks so fierce. Different from the people from before

But I got what I wanted I gently kiss your cheek That makes you crazy about me even more. I'm sorry too. It's a goodbye kiss. I burst out It became me who pressed you instead. I whisper in your ear It must have tickled you. I told you, I'll be right back. You naively believed me.

I know that I will leave you. You won't see me again Probably not anytime soon. I rub the lipstick mark on your cheek Before you walk away from the bar, from here with your wallet. Your luxury car keys No, it's mine now. Looks like you'll have to take a taxi back. I hope your wife understands. Where your car and wallet disappeared

Thank you for reading up to here.

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Secretly attached a link to the song. As soon as I listened to this song, it made me want to write this story.

Habits - Vintage 1930's Jazz Tove Lo Cover ft. Haley Reinhart

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7hHZnvjCbVw