My first 'LOST' drabble. Please read and review!
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Charlie and Claire. Shannon and Sayid. Jack and Kate…and Sawyer. Hell, even Michael and the chick who didn't speak English were flirting. Everyone except Hurley.
It wasn't a new experience. Hurley was the nice guy. The funny guy. The guy who held your hair back when you'd had too much to drink. Hurley wasn't a weekend hook-up.
Not that he hadn't tried. He had lost track of just how many rejections. One in particular came to mind. "I wouldn't have you if we were stranded on a desert island!" she'd screeched in his face.
Not even on a desert island.