Previous rounds:
- Round 2.1
- Round 2.2
- Round 3.1
- Round 3.2
- Round 4
- Round 5.1 (Moving on)
- Round 5.2 (Dating)
- Round 5.3 (Redemption)
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It was Friday, it was almost a week after Jesse’s last date with Phoibe. He hadn’t called her in days, he was waiting for her to call him when she was done with the big experiment that took most of her time nowadays. He hoped she would call this weekend. He had plans to take her out, plans he h
oped would lead him to the young woman’s bed.
He was home alone when the doorbell rang. He was busy reading a reply from his granddaughter Maja, he was telling her about the boy he met last night, Kain or something, saying how he mentioned to know her and her sister and she told him the boy was his youngest daughter Irene’s boyfriend. The information came to him as a real shocker so he barely registered the first ring. When who ever it was rang again he moved away from the screen and headed downstairs.
and walked right into the middle of the happy hour. “Need a hand?” He yelled at the tired looking bartender over a crowd of gathered people. “Sure, grab a bottle and start pouring.” The young man yelled from the other side of the bar. Jesse had never worked at the bar before but he could mix a drink or two, it was a usefully trick he learned for parties in his younger years and he did save the young bartender’s ass that afternoon earning himself a lifetime discount. And he did like the place so for the rest of the week that was where he spent his nights.
at young had been interested in him. It made him feel strong, it made him feel alive, it made him feel young again and he loved every minute of it.
Jesse found himself drawn to this dance club night after night in these year following Nadine’s death. Dancing, alcohol and loud music helped clear his mind not only from thoughts of his late wife but also of all the women he had loved and lost. Beautiful Ebony with those fierce green eyes that sometimes he felt ripped all trough his soul, warm and kind Elena who always saw the best in him, and dark humored yet talented Nadine. All dead. Yet he lived, the bastard who hurt them all.
the streets were pretty much empty but it was a sunny day, beautiful and promising.
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