Wingman is a term in the seductioncommunity that a man may take when he goes to a club or bar with an accompanying male. A wingman is expected to support his friend in approaching women. The men often pick a desired woman, who is referred to as the "target." The man intending to seduce the target is often called the "pilot." The wingman is expected to back up the pilot, which typically entails talking to the target's less attractive friend(s) and making comments that will make the pilot seem more attractive. This is often referred to as "taking one for the team."
The Wingman
the greatest weakness of most humans is their hesitancy to tell other how much they love them
After finalizing some medical reports for tomorrow, the tired doctor yawned with relief as she glanced over to the clock. She was delighted to see that she no longer needed to attend to her patient's needs and smiled in her way of release.
"Okay, I'm going out now!"
She stood, grabbed her bag and said brightly, "After finishing those files make sure to go home early, okay? We'll have a surgery tomorrow!"
Both of the interns nodded, "Yes, Dr. Tsunade."
There was a hushed silence between the two interns after the woman left. The only noise came from the reverberations that echoed throughout the white room, made by the wall clock. It duly informed the two interns that it was already a quarter to nine and that the clinic was fast approaching closing time.
Thankfully, their silence was broken when Naruto brought life back to the dead air, soliciting Sasuke with an answer to his fervid question, "Do you think that girl earlier likes me?" he giggled as he fantasized about the girl in a bathing suit, answering his own question with pride, "I think she likes me."
The raven haired intern looked at him and replied with another question, "Who, the girl who just left minutes ago—?" and continued with his work, hoping that his friend would stop pestering him with his trivial questions.
Naruto smiled and replied with relish, bouncing as he neglected alphabetizing Tsunade's patients' files on top of his desk, "Yeah…That girl who left a few minutes ago!"
Sasuke tried to disregard his friend's inquiry, hoping to finish his assigned task. He was silent for a while, but eventually snapped after the prolonged exposure to his friend's never-ending questions.
"I don't know." Sasuke hissed, and walked towards the nearby drawer to deposit some of the files he had already catalogued, still dodging the shifty conversation.
Sasuke had the feeling that his friend was over-analyzing the girl's actions, "Why on earth would you think, she likes you?" he probed.
Naruto looked over at him for a long moment, before wandering casually over to Tsunade's desk. He opened the folder containing personal contact information and tried to search for the patient. The blonde boy did not answer Sasuke's question, but fixed his eyes upon the neat pile of papers, flipping through it and scanning the names written there. "Let me see… Her name is…"
Sasuke, on the other hand, couldn't care less. He walked stiffly to his desk and started to shut down his computer. He was humming tiredly, apparently worn out from the eight hour shift.
He was eager to go home, and who wouldn't be? Especially after long, gruesome hours of nursing, attending the needs of everyone, and working non-stop. The only remedy for that was lying down for a sweet sleep.
But those relaxing hours were still minutes away from existence. Sasuke had a feeling that everything that he was planning was far from reality. Adding to his headache; the excited shriek of his stupid friend, who was yelping with thrill as he finally found the girl's data.
"AHA!" he said, cautiously riffling through the papers and reading the girl's information aloud so that Sasuke would hear him, even though he was on the other side of the room.
Name: Haruno Sakura
Date of Birth: March 28, 1986
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Blood Type: O
Height: 5'6''
Weight: 129 lbs
Contact Numbers/ E-mail address: cherryblossoms(at)yahoo(dot)com
Sasuke sighed, knowing that Naruto would be soon begging him for a favor. He walked closer to his friend and peered over Naruto's shoulders to have a fast glance at the face of the girl his colleague was talking about, "Is that her?"
Looking at her one-by-one picture, Sasuke suddenly felt his stomach roaring, raging and mystified by her porcelain beauty. He felt his heart beating fast, trembling as he stared hungrily into her captivating emerald eyes.
Naruto looked over his right side and smiled at his friend, closing the folder he was holding and embracing it with a gasp, "She's pretty, yeah? She's got those killer eyes and— ugh, she's magnificent!"
The dark man couldn't speak. Words had deserted him, his heart beating quickly, and his breath was short coming. Trying to pace himself, he nodded and agreed with Naruto.
"This is it! Good thing she wrote her e-mail. We have to message her—now!" Naruto immediately turned, grabbing Sasuke and hauling him over to his computer.
"Sasuke, open your e-mail. Let's leave her a message!"
Sasuke looked up at him, wondering if Naruto had gone crazy, "Why?" he demanded, but was slowly beaten into his seat by Naruto's enthusiasm.
Naruto whacked his shoulder, "Go on, open it! We have to message her."
"Then, open your email not mine!" Sasuke snarled indignantly, and scooted away.
"But I don't have an email address! This'll only be one time, I promise!"
Naruto seemed to have gone berserk, insisting his friend non-stop. Sasuke was dumbfounded, and tried again to refuse, but ultimately admitted defeat. "This'll only be one time, right Naruto?"
Just as he was about to open the webpage, Tsunade returned, loudly summoning the two men.
"Naruto! Sasuke!" her voiced rang through the room.
The two jumped guiltily, suddenly remembering that contacting a patient for unprofessional reasons was not only highly unethical, but forbidden. The information was only there for emergencies.
"Naruto, she's here!" Sasuke whispered, and made to cancel his internet connection. No email could be worth his career. Just as he was about to pull the plug, however, Naruto stopped him, blue eyes burning.
"NO! Don't close the internet. I'll be back soon, okay? Just let me take care of this!" Naruto hurried away, making sure Tsunade wasn't able to enter the room and just before leaving, he blurted "Make sure to send a message. Just…write something…I'LL BE BACK!" he insisted.
Naruto swooped out and left Sasuke alone. He stared nervously at the glowing screen, suddenly dreading this new responsibility. He offered a silent prayer that Tsunade wouldn't walk in on him.
Down the hall, he could hear the front door shut, cutting off Tsunade and Naruto's voices mid-word. He heaved a sigh of relief, "They're gone…" and continued to stare blankly at his monitor.
Slowly, his heart began to race anew as he placed his tremulous hands to the keyboard. He tried desperately to think of the right things to say—something professional but charming. He typed hesitantly for several seconds but then deleted everything he had previously written because to him messaging someone was a little bit awkward.
Why was he scared? She looked nice enough in the picture—why hadn't he noticed her when they were face-to-face? It was a just a simple message…Not a big deal…
"What am I going to say?!" he asked the empty room, and then sighed, ready to renew his struggle.
His fingers began to move, words appearing from nowhere. Blankly, he continued, confidence slowly growing, taking a tenuous stand against nerves. Three words became a sentence and the sentences compiled until they became an epistle. Without even noticing it…he had done it.
Finishing the letter, he was suddenly faced with another dilemma—the signature. What would Naruto say? He would obviously want his own name down on the paper, but it had been he, Sasuke, who wrote it in the first place…
He didn't like the thought of competing with Naruto—his best friend.
So he signed the letter.
Hoping to be your friend,
Uzumaki Naruto.
Okay, I made a few adjustments to the story. Hope oyu can bear with that. Because i didn't know that the emaila dress would not function. so i made some changes.. but its only minor. Anyway, Hope you guys like it as i enjoyed writing it. :P
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