They found their way into bars, mostly because the bouncers were willing to take a $10 bill to overlook their ages. The bright lights and the dark cor...ners of the city held their young adult minds in awe.After a few weeks the money ran out and they went separate ways, but not before bidding "The best motherfucking time of my life", as Rick put it, good-bye. They closed out every bar in the city and when it was over they knocked fists together and walked in different directions.The next day Rick. I find my way to my seat, observing the other passengers on the plane. I wanted to get a good look at the people I was sharing the plane with to know if there would be anything out of the ordinary that could possibly happen. No one looked suspicious I thought to myself as I found my seat, which happened to be at the back of the plane. I stowed my carry on and took my seat.I looked back towards the front of the plane to get a better look at the sexy stewardess. I noticed her looking back my. I didn't know what to do so I started to get nervous. When I get nervous, I tend to talk a lot. More than I need to. "Well I guess I’ll be going home then unless you need me to stay.” Mr. Fleer rubbed his chin as he stared at the ground. He didn’t say anything back. I watched him take his coat off and then walk into the mudroom where he put his tie on a hook.He finally broke the silence.“Did I even say thanks for all your help Ashton? You’ve been a really big help for us today. Sorry for. I was just going to say hello to her. Nothing like that, I'mnot that bad.*#No? Then tell me exactly how many friends you have, that you talk toabout anything else?#*...*#You and your little obsessions, you're pathetic. Are you even capableof holding a normal conversation with someone?#*I speak to plenty of people at work.*#That's a normal conversation is it? Saying 'May I Help You?' thenignoring them?#*I don't ignore them...*#No? Tell me the last time you actually helped someone yourself?#*....