Camming Down the Rabbit Hole Ch. 11

All bars and pubs required table service as per the current restrictions, so we found ourselves a spot and the waitress came over to take our order. I suggested something light, but Ellie was having none of it and asked about the cocktails. After a lot of back and forth we settled on some espresso martinis, I could tell my new drinking buddy was probably a bit of a party girl, but it was so refreshing to just be out and enjoying it.

We did at least take our time drinking, but in our little booth, the conversation was much more intimate and a little flirty, there were no passers-by to mock. Naturally we ending up talking about guys which I managed to somewhat defer from my complete lack of experience or interest in reality. I could only reference Marc and our encounters in the park, which I was of course quizzed on extensively.

I tried to press her on what type of guy she likes and she shied away from giving a proper answer. For the first time today she looked a bit bashful, maybe even reserved. Sensing I might be pushing into unwelcome territory I backed off a bit, the mood became a little tense, she took a breath and said that she doesn’t really have a type. Looking blankly at her I asked what that meant, she must like something surely.

“I guess id describe myself as pansexual” she burst out reluctantly, but visibly relieving herself of whatever burden she felt that label had. It was a term I had heard about but didn’t really understand and she read my pause as me not understanding “it means I can find anyone my type, guy, girl and anything in between”. “Oh” I simply replied, our conversation now at a very awkward silence as I lifted the glass downing what was left in an attempt to buy time in order to think of what to say next.

Thankfully the waitress stepped up to the table to ask if we wanted any other drinks, as I placed mine back on the table. “Yes! I think we should have some shots” Ellie blurted out, but I had to agree it would help loosen the vibe that had descended on the table. A couple of tequilas and a long cocktail to sip afterwards were ordered and the waitress walked back to the bar.