Downfall/Search for possible screen names 3
From Create Your Own Story
You open the member list and start to look for the names of Will's favorite movies and movie characters. After the two previous failures, though, you have grown impatient. Frustrated, you close the app and leave the restaurant. Spontaneously you go to the bar area. You find Cate in a small bar. She salutes you with her glass when she sees you. You join her at her table.
"I'm one ahead of you, Jules."
"Only one?"
"Well, it's only one if you order a drink, down it in one go, and order the next one right away."
"You're having fun, I see."
"On the contrary. Look at the two blonde bombshells over there. She's like the north pole. All the cocks are pointing towards her, I've got nobody to flirt with."
"Why did you stay here, then?"
"What's the use? It'll be the same everywhere anyway."
"Drunken self pity doesn't suit you. You are a blonde bombshell yourself."
"Thanks for the compliment, darling. I guess I am in an age where I need them."
"Don't be silly, Cate."
"Look at them. Look at their boobs, we could ski on them. But we;" - she points at her chest, then yours - "we wouldn't even have the Roads and Traffic Authority worry enough to place cones to warn drivers of speed bumps." Your breasts are small, which you actually like. They are firm and nicely formed and compliment your body very well, and you don't need to carry a huge weight around.
"The family trait."
"The family trait, small boobs; except for Kirsten, of course. What did you feed her, Jules? I could use breasts like she has."
"Don't be silly. You'd fall over."
Cate laughs; you are glad you got her out of her glum mood. "Jules, didn't you ever wish for bigger breasts?"
"Not at all. I am very satisfied with my breast size, and before you start again: Yours look good."
"Not a popular opinion today."
"Come on, Cate. For every man who wants big boobs, there is one who prefers smaller ones."
"Let's say one for every two. Which would you rather touch? Theirs or mine?"
"Where's that coming from?"
She raises her glass. "Alcohol. Try it, they say it liberates the mind."
"Loosens the tongue, you mean."
"So, what's it gonna be?"
"Can you rephrase the question so I don't have to choose between a stranger's and my sister's boobs?"
"You are such a killjoy, Jules."
"You know the answer, Cate. In general, the smaller ones. Now, change the subject, or you'll have to drink alone."
"Stay. I'll behave." You stay, have a drink yourself, catch up on everything in your lifes, and over the pleasent evening, you forget you wanted to check on Will. Well, he has the dating app, maybe it's better not to interfere in his love life anyway. Mothers can be overprotective at times.
Around I'm-too-buzzed-to-read-the-watch-o'clock, Cate and you return to your cabin and prepare for the night.
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