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2: You're in a bar, having a drink by yourself, and someone takes a seat beside you. This person could be anybody - someone you know, someone famous, or someone you've never met before in your life. The person strikes up a conversation and asks you to tell them your life story. What do you tell them?
I’d tell them that everybody’s got a sob story one way or another and that they’d probably have better luck trying that line on the blonde in the short skirt who’s about three sheets to the wind by now.
Most of the time if a stranger comes up to you and asks a question like that then they’re either looking for a warm body for the night or they’re trying to get information out of you.
If someone you know asks you a question like that then obviously they haven’t been paying attention so why bother? Not like they’re going to listen any better the second time around.
If it’s someone famous then what the fuck are they doing in the kind of places I like to call home, obviously fame isn’t working out the way they imagined; what a shame.
Everybody’s got a life or you hope that they do, and I’m not in the habit of sharing all the sordid details with just anyone. I don’t even talk to Sam half the time so what makes you think I’m going to spill my guts to some random person?
Muse : Dean Winchester
Fandom : Supernatural
Word Count : 190
I’d tell them that everybody’s got a sob story one way or another and that they’d probably have better luck trying that line on the blonde in the short skirt who’s about three sheets to the wind by now.
Most of the time if a stranger comes up to you and asks a question like that then they’re either looking for a warm body for the night or they’re trying to get information out of you.
If someone you know asks you a question like that then obviously they haven’t been paying attention so why bother? Not like they’re going to listen any better the second time around.
If it’s someone famous then what the fuck are they doing in the kind of places I like to call home, obviously fame isn’t working out the way they imagined; what a shame.
Everybody’s got a life or you hope that they do, and I’m not in the habit of sharing all the sordid details with just anyone. I don’t even talk to Sam half the time so what makes you think I’m going to spill my guts to some random person?
Muse : Dean Winchester
Fandom : Supernatural
Word Count : 190