Why is it when ever I actually try to plan something it always ends up going wrong. I mean I am just trying to be a nice fiancé. What I also am is a good friend so making sure Rosa is okay or not doing anything that could hurt herself or others.
We pulled up at Shaws to see if this could be our only stop or if we we are going to have to drive around the entire city, state, or country heck Rosa knows a lot of people so she could be anywhere in the world at this point.
It was busier than average but it is Saturday. Also they started doing a karaoke night to bring in more than the police could but it is a great stress release (just an FYI my song is Piano Man one thing I can thank the mob for followed in second place by anything by T Swift).
"Oh my God."
"What?"
"Well we found the person you need to suck up to and also hope that they don't lose their job."
"Where?"
I pointed over to the small stage.
We looked around but it did not take long to see someone that we knew and priority number one on Amy's I need to get off of their shitlist list. Rosa.
She was drunk. Not just a few drinks over but like a ton. I also mean drunk enough to do karaoke.
She wasn't bad. She was doing the song from the movie Frozen you know the one that everyone sings.
"Let it gooooo."
"Should we get her off stage."
"I have known her forever this is blackout drunk for her. She won't remember anything."
I have only seen her do this one other time. We were in the academy and we had a rough week with drills and tests. That was also the week where we came up with the 1,000 pushups deal. It was also the week that we became friends.
"The song is almost over so lets grab her from the stage and get her home."
"How do we know she is not here with someone."
"Well lets watch and see where she goes then."
She wobbled off the stage and walked toward the bar. She sat down and started to drink and cry.
"She's not here with anyone see."
"Lets give her a few more minutes."
We sat at a table on the far side and watched no one came to her. She just sat there drinking and crying. I mean this is the perfect place no one could hear her tears over the people terrible at singing.
"Okay we have given her enough time plus if I have to hear one more terrible rendition of a classic song we are going to have problems."
"Fine let me go up first, you are not her favorite person right now."
"Go then."
I tried to be as stealthy as possible. I did a surprisingly good job besides the fact that no one could hear anyone.
"Hey Rosa."
"Whattta yooou doing here?"
"Looking for you."
"I am fine."
"You're drunk."
"Am not."
"Why were you doing karaoke then?"
"No reason."
"Really the only other time I have seen you do it is after our week from hell and you were equally drunk."
"Fine. I ammmmmm."
I waved for Amy.
"Hiii Rosa." She was nervous the last thing she wants is to be stabbed by Rosa.
"AMMMMMYYY Where were youuu? That thing sucked without youuuuuu."
"I heard."
"I told about a time I stabbed someone. Thats why I got placed on *burp* leave."
"You have actually stabbed a lot of people."
"More than you knooooow."
"Do you need a ride home?"
"Nope I got my bike."
"Rosa you are too drunk to ride home. You almost fell over multiple times walking off stage."
"I'm fine."
"Rosa you don't need a DUI with everything else were taking you home."
"You don't know where I live."
"Rosa we know."
"Fine if you think you know take me."