AN ALPHAS BANE

The Goldenleaf bar was a place that we had begun to visit so much lately whenever we were free. It had already become something habitual. During outings like this, I do not put too much interest into what I wear but the girls loved it no matter what I wore. We normally visited the bar on Saturdays or on times when we were free. One of the girls who we worked with at the IT unit was wearing blue pants and a white shirt. I was not aware if the pant was hers or if she borrowed it from one of the girls who also worked with us at the IT.