![]() ![]() Very little effort in convincing them to try a little bit of anything,” One goes on. ![]() ![]() “Yeah, but the blondes I pick out are wildcats. “Brunettes are the ones who fake it the least,” Four says with a smirk, winking over at Three, who pointedly ignores him. “Tolerable is not a very sexy way of describing the women with my hair color, Three” I say on an exasperated sigh. “Brunettes are the most tolerable,” Three says after draining a beer. “I’ll be game for basically anything with the four of you the second I’m whole.” “Only because you haven’t met me yet,” I point out. “Blondes are more fun,” One states with a dark grin. “Nothing at all wrong with brunettes,” I tell him, though he obviously doesn’t hear me. We haven’t had a redhead in a while,” he tells them. I join them at the table, sitting in my seat on the end, pretending I’m eating a piece as well as Two speaks around a mouthful. They send her on her way the second pizza arrives. And yes, I realize it’s because of petty jealousy. ![]()
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