"A Night At The Bar"
Prompt: Beginnings
She swirled the cherry in the greenish drink for the third time and sighed. Why did she let them take her out? She didn't want to be there and the alcohol was settling into a large weight in her stomach. It sounded better than it tasted. Much like how this night was turning out. New beginnings, my ass, she thought angrily to herself.
"April," he shouted as he ran up behind her and slid his hands around her waist. "Dance with me."
She turned around and shook her head, even though it hurt. "No thanks, Todd."
"Please?"
"I'm really not up for it," she smiled and nodded towards the end of the room. "Look, there's a bunch of pretty girls over there. I'm sure you'll find the love of your life."
He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "As if you're not," he said before running off.
"I'm not," she mumbled and turned back to her drink which was looking less and less appealing. "Why did I buy this?" She pushed her reddish mop of hair behind her ears, picked up the drink and spun around to get a table. Instead, she ran into a tall man with blond hair and spilled the drink on his shoes. "Shit."
He stepped back a little and laughed. "I'd say it smells like something apple."
She grabbed a couple napkins from the bar and handed them to him. "I'm really sorry."
He took the napkins and shook his shoe off. "It happens. Can I get you another..."
"Appletini," she finished for him. "No, thanks. I didn't really want that one to begin with."
"Clearly."
"Look, I'm really sorry about your shoes and your pants," she pulled a few dollars out of the pocket of her jeans and held them out to him. "I can at least pay for dry cleaning or something."
He closed her fingers around the money and smiled. "It's okay. These aren't important. I never play in my good clothes. I'm Roger."
"Hi Roger," she put the money back in her pocket and flashed him a small smile. "Nice to have...met you."
"And you are?" He raised an eyebrow at her. "Besides being the girl that spilled her appletini on my shoes."
"April." She ran past him before he could respond and grabbed her roommate, Sara, on the way out. "We're leaving."
"What about Todd?" Sara asked as she pried April's fingers off her arm.
"He'll be fine," April pushed open the door. "He can find his way home with the love of his life."
Sara stopped and stared at her friend storming off. "Huh?"