âDrink up boysâ your friend says handing you your beer. Youâre still staring over at strawberry who is still eye fucking you. Sheâs drinkingg a martini and she stirring it with her pick with olives. Every so often you both giggle. Itâs like youâre having a conversation through your eyes. She brings the pic up to her mouth and bites an olive off slowly. Your friends begin to walk through the club. You follow but you keep looking back at strawberry.