When we arrived at the bar, Zendaya, Chloe and I chose a table that was close to the booth that Alfred Collins would be sitting in and ordered our virgin drinks. I smiled, “As the night goes on, I will act more and more drunk. Zendaya, you are the one who needs to watch your reputation, so you can just play the designated driver.” Chloe chuckled, “I want to be drunk too!” I laughed, “We can be drunk together!” This made Zendaya laugh, “This is going to be so much fun.” That’s when my phone beeped with an incoming text from Luke, “As long as you’re pretending, we’re okay with it.” I smiled, “You’re such a sweetheart.” We were sitting at our table, working on our second round of virgin drinks when Alfred Collins sat at his usual table. He was what I would call normal for a human. He was around six feet tall, medium build, short black hair with a well-trimmed beard and mustache. He was wearing blue jeans, a black t-shirt, and a pair of black cowboy boots. I texted Luke, “He just sat down
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