Inner Monologue

This sucks. Should just have went to bed, too tired for this crap and its not like i even like this hole of a club anyway. I will sit in this corner and finish my beer, glaring through my fringe at anyone who aproaches, then go home to the womb that is my bed and my Dethklok.
Dude walks over smiling at me no matter how hard i glare and sits near me, pulling a seat closer. My glare is generaly sufficent to frighten randoms into another part of the club, so this knocked me off my guard somewhat.
"Hey, how ya doing."
"...Ok."
By Thors Beard, hasnt this dude heard of deoderant?
"Just saw you sitting here on your own and thought i would strike up conversation ya know?"
Ok...
"Ok..."
"So...what music are you into?"
Dudes leaning so far in im shuffling uncomforably back against the wall.
Oh god, he isnt is he?
"Pretty much all. Except RNB, and most of the crap thats playing in here tonight. All sounds the same to me."
"Awesome! Me too!"
Your not actualy listening are you?
"Yeah, it just sounds like medicrity made into sound and drizzled with little pockets of inanity."
"I just couldnt agree more!"
What a surprise
Dude leans in to emphasize his enthusiasm, leaning on the seat im sitting on before running his hands slowly down the outside of my thigh as he leans back.
Fuck.
"So...uh...what music do you listen to then?"
"You know, the usual."
Well, your charisma certainly isnt going to make me change my sexual preferences anytime soon.
Long silence as im eyed while i ferverishly scan the crowd milling before me for a familiar face. Dude leans closer...
Fuck fuck fuck fuck.
I spot salvation.
"SHIV!"
"Oh Gary, whats up?"
Dude leans back, looking put out as Shiv (not of teh forum)wanders over and leans in, forming a highly appreciated physical barrier.
"Get me out of here. Now. I am not in a mood where i am capable of dealing with this situation on any level."
No longer talking in Shiv's ear, now to the random dude.
"So uh, yeah my friends are over there and..."
He gives me a big smile, leans in to, well, god knows.
Toodles.
With a yell of farewell i disapears into the thick of the crowd, spilling some innocent bystanders drinks as i go in my haste.[/b]
Collateral damage.
Through the thick of the crowd towards the door.
I think its time i had my hair cut.

N.B: I am not a homophobe, but i do dislike sleezes of any sex or sexuality.