Six Sentence Sunday #5

I made a separate page to follow the continuation of Champagne more easily as it progresses every Sunday. Here’s the next instalment.

I resorted to the oldest trick in the book and had the bartender pour her another glass of champagne. The lamp I just bought had financially ruined me already, so I was at that point where I could fool myself into not caring anymore. I pretended that I had gotten a discount and was spending the money I saved on a few victory drinks. It’s true that our mind can trick us into believing almost anything, as long as we want to. Or libido is in play.

Her bar stool creaked when she turned towards me, not something you would expect in a lavish establishment like that.

As always, more Six Sentence Sunday goodness can be found at the official website. I’ll be back with the next six sentences next week.

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