A/N: This is was kind of just written for fun and it wasn't really planned out well, so I'm sorry if it's not good. But, I hope you can find some enjoyment from this humble story.
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"Whoop!" Hope exclaimed "Hey, Ethel, get in here," she told her secretary.
"Yeah?" The older mousy woman tiredly questioned.
"Guess what?" she ordered as she excitedly slammed the wooden table.
"What?"
"Three words, hundredth case done. Come on, I'm closing up shop early, let's get some drinks to celebrate," She said as she gestured toward Ethel friendly.
"No," Ethel said casually.
"What? You afraid I'm hitting on you?" Hope snarked.
"No, I just really don't want to have a drink with you,"
Then, Ethel left.
"Okay," Clearing her throat. Then, she left her small and sleek office.
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Hope had entered her favorite congratulatory spot, "The Rabbit Hole". The place where she could be an adult and congratulate herself on her own accomplishments, instead of letting other people do that for her. Don't get her wrong she can take a compliment, but sometimes it's nice to give yourself a compliment.
She stumbled to an empty barstool as she crammed herself in with all the drunken bar guests.
"Hey, can get a-" Then, the most beautiful red-headed woman she had ever seen, at least in her opinion, turned around "Hi, I'm Hope," She said almost falling off her stool.
"What?" The redhead woman asked.
"Hi, I, um, wanted, I'm, my name's, uh-so are you new here? I mean not that I go here enough to really know, I mean I'm not a barfly you could be here for like a month and I'd be none the wiser," She hyperventilated.
"Yeah, I'm new here, my name's Audrey," Hiding her laughter.
"I'm Hope,"
"You already said that," She smiled.
"I did, what else did I say?" She asked in a panic.
"Stuff," She answered as she poured a drink, "On the house,"
"Thanks," She meekly accepted.
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Hope slowly, but surely became more and more intoxicated in hopes that it would help her actually form a sentence that doesn't include 'um'. But, to her dismay, she continued to say 'um' and almost nothing else for the entire night.
Until the bar began to close up and Audrey started to walk to her car, then this blond hair, blue-eyed jerkass began to harass her.
Okay, this is your chance, Hope thought. Just like in the movies, punch this asshole in the face and then she'll give you a chance. You got this.
"The lady," Hope slurred "The lady said-bleh"
Hope puked our drunken chunks on the blond hair, blue-eyed jerkass.