This one isn't in the littlest bit like any of the others. It's from, well, your point of view. Don't get all offended please! I'm just in a weird mind-set. Max and Fang are in it, though their names aren't mentioned and they could be anyone. This isn't really related but well, I have a Max and Fang one for the next drabble!
100 words.
You scan the guys in the crowded bar.
Gay.
Taken.
Perfect.
You push yourself up; make your way toward the dark young man.
Halfway there you stop; he's just been joined by a blond bombshell. She's tall, confident, with a killer body. Worse, it's clear they're together.
Furious, you slouch back to the bar and glare as he pulls her close and kisses her neck. They're obviously in love – a reminder of what you can't have.
Your chest throbs where your heart should be and with a huff you go back to scanning, desperate to find someone to forget with.
That is all. The next one should be up shortly, since it's written. Peace.