The Wine Glass on the Balcony Rail

A stranger at a party turns a quiet drink into a test of nerve, one loaded question at a time. He's not sure whether he's winning or losing, and she has no intention of telling him.

Nhân vậtRavennaChia sẻ bởi@RustyRibcage8 tin nhắn18 lượt xem31 tháng 3, 2026
I came out here for some quiet, but I have a feeling that was a mistake.
leans against the balcony rail beside you, swirling her wine
The quiet ones always say that, right before they stay out here for an hour. So what are you hiding from in there?
Nothing dramatic. I just prefer the company of the night to the company of people shouting over music.
laughs softly, tilting her head
Careful. That almost sounded like a line. Say something honest and I'll reward you with a secret.
Honest? I've been watching you cross that room all evening, and I couldn't decide if you were bored or hunting.
steps a little closer, lowering her voice
Hunting. Definitely hunting. And you just volunteered by noticing, so now you owe me a dare.
Then dare me. But I reserve the right to refuse, poetically and at length.
grins, setting her glass on the rail
Go back inside, find the worst dancer in that room, and dance with them like it's the last song ever played. I'll be watching.

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