For today's Six Sentence Sunday I have decided to go with a WIP I'm not sure about. Whay do you think?
People came to drink and people came to listen to the live bands on certain nights. People came to be seen and some people came to watch.
It wasn’t just the patrons that made the place inviting. I loved that the bar was full of old wooden chairs and tables and that the dance floor was small and sunken down deep below the stage where the live bands performed. Even when people lined up along the rails I still didn’t feel as if I was on display.
I was having a wonderful time but unfortunately I was a third wheel, time to leave but then I saw him.