This music is too loud.This music is too loud. "Thanks!" I wandered back to where Aaden sat, waiting. I took the seat opposite him, pushing a few buttons and ordering a drink from the food server. "What's up?" he asked. I shrugged. "P'nyssa took off," I replied. For some reason the music seemed quieter here, even though we were closer to the actual dance floor. A waitress came by with my drink. "I've been abandoned by my date." "Well," he replied, "I can stay if you'd like company." "Actually, I'd like to get out of here. If I stay any longer, my ears'll start to bleed." He laughed and said, "I know the feeling. Come on!" He rose, pushing the chair back, cursing as his tail got caught in the split of the backing. I smiled. He cut a quick swath through the crowd; although he's just my height, Aaden's huge, especially for a Mephit. He spends at least two hours every day in the gym, and he's earned every milligram of muscle he has. My problem is if I spent that much time in a weight machine I'd go out of my mind. For me, exercise is sex and karate. Weight lifting seems like work to me. The crown parted as we exited out the front door. Aaden made no apologies- people just moved out of his way. |