Chapter 50: Daisy

##Chapter 50: Daisy

As soon as Olivia and I walked through the door of this party, some guy glommed onto me and I haven't been able to shake him loose. He's not getting the hint that I'm not interested. My guess is that his inebriated state has something to do with it.

Ugh.

Even if I were single and ready to mingle, drunk guys are never on my radar.

For one thing, they have the tendency to think they're hilarious. As if everything that spews from their mouth is comedic gold. Let me tell you from experience, it's not. Far from it. Half the time, you can't make heads or tails of what they're slurring.

Two, they're usually way too handsy for my taste. I'm not a girl who likes to be manhandled. Unless, I give you the green light to manhandle me. Then I love it. But otherwise, forget about it. I'm liable to deck you.

And lastly, there is no such thing as letting them down gently. They get all offended if you're not interested and either end up calling you a bitch or a dyke.

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