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Posted Wed Feb 10, 2016 | 235 Words | Tagged story chav accent

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Heavily inspired by What I Like on Gay Spiral Stories


I was in a bar when I saw him. True it wasn’t my normal scene, I was pretty stocky with my work clothes on but I was just exhausted and this was the nearest place I could find to get away from it all. Away from everyone I knew.

That’s when he sat next to me,

“Alright mate. You could do with a drink, let me get you something”

He ordered me a pint of beer. I never drank beer, but I took it anyway.

“Knew that was your favourite mate. Can’t beat it can ya?”

“Yeah, it’s pretty nice. Cheers”

“Nice trackies mate. Suit a lad like you”

I looked down. Yeah, they were my favourite things.

“Were are you from anyway?”

“Lake District”

“Really? You sound a lot like a scouser mate”

“Yeah mate. Dunno why I said that like”

That was right though. I was a scouser. Why was I saying stupid things.

“It’s ok, you’re just like the other lads dropping out of school and that. Don’t need any of that smart shit”

Yeah that sounded right. School was boring as fuck. Only the nerds enjoyed that. Just like they enjoyed working and shit.

“You live round here right?”

“Yeah mate. Nout a hard lad like me can’t handle”

Fucking best mates now. Heads a lot clearer and that too now.