Hugh stammered as Lisa looked at him blankly.
Lisa: Are you okay?
Hugh noticed that Lisa’s well dressed for just a simple night like this.
Hugh: You… You’re going out?
Lisa: Yes, I got a call from Robert to have some whisky with him. Thought you’re with him?
Hugh: Me? <paused for a while> Ye – yes, I am. I am with him, I thought I could pick you up but see, I brought my bike ----
Lisa: Oh, that’s okay. I’ll just take my car.
Hugh: Okay then. I’ll race you up.
Lisa nodded and smiled. Hugh went walking back to his bike feeling stupid for what he did. Minutes later, they found themselves...
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