Dollie: A Fictional Narrative

"You truly think I should do this, it just doesn 't seem right, rude almost. Some girl like me, a nobody, playing around with some rich dude?"

"I promise, Dollie, Gilden boys love that coy-playing games stuff. They never had anything not given to them so when somebody doesn 't just fall into they arms they go crazy. They love it." Delice chimed.

Dollie still pouts at Delice, she can 't believe she 's about to do this, usually she 'll never listen to Delice 's words but this was too tempting. Still, flirting was never her thing, she took any man who wanted her, which left her in pain often. It was still easier than flirting, though. Flirting took too much thought and can 't be cut down so easily. When you 're dating at least you might

Come on girl, talk to him." she looks over to spot a crowd of people coming over to them. "You only have about ten seconds to decide."

"Damn it." Dollie whispers as the group of people close in. It was Amoris with two girls and a man. How intimidating, they looked like the popular kids in school or something.

"Are you, D, Doll?" he asked.

"Yes sir, Dollie to be exact." she gave him a smirk, eh, Delice 's advice might not work but it wasn 't unacceptable to try, right?

"Oh, what a perfect name for such a perfect girl." It seems like he 's trying to flirt too, and honestly he 's better at it. Why doesn 't she just fall into him? God, he 's gorgeous.

"Thank you." she replies and he sits down next to her. Delice walks away and gives Dollie a thumbs up, and Amoris ' crew does the same (without the action, of course, they 're adults).

"So, where are you from?"

"Hoary, uh, I use to be from the Beams, but my dad went to jail, I mean, uh..." Lord, she didn 't mean to say that! She should have just lied, told him she 's from a nice house from the Beams with a nice nuclear family. But, no, she had

she thought. She would have never thought that he would be thirty years old, ten complete years older than her. He would die before her! He 'll get ugly before her! (then again, black doesn 't crack quickly, right?) He 's old enough to be her, uh, well not father, that 'd be weird, but a really old big brother. That 's creepy!

Or is it?

She put his hand off of her mouth and holds it, "But isn 't age just a number?" she says, a flirty tone coming through her voice. She comes forward. "I 'm legal, isn 't that enough, sir?"

Amoris came back a bit, his eyes widen and his mouth almost drops. He wasn 't expecting that. He hid his face with his loose hand for a moment, before letting out a sigh.

"Well then," he barely gets out, his breath seems to be getting quicker, his heart must be beating faster too. "I-If you are fine with it, I guess I am too." His face becomes a dark tone of red and Dollie can 't help but feel triumphant. Finally, she flirted well.

Amoris slips out a notepad and pen from a bag next to him, left by one of the girls. He writes something and gives it to Dollie. "Please come here tomorrow, somewhere around noon I 'll be off," he smiles again, but it came off even weaker than the one