CHAPTER 15 - A Flattered Virgin Heart Finally Flutters

　　"Miss, I am sorry to bother you but someone wants to give this to you," he shyly approaches my seat and says with his local thick accent tone. When I asked who, he points out to that arrogant guy. He waves at me. I scoff, "Does he think he looks cool?" 　　I ask the waiter to return it because I won't drink it anyway, especially with the MOs spreading around on how they abduct or rape women at the bar by drugging their drinks. Hell, no! 　　The waiter hesitantly leaves. I look directly at that arrogant guy and intensely shake my head wearing my resting-bitch face. He smirks. 　　Unfortunately, he calls the waiter again, as if blaming him for what happened. What a dick! I click my tongue in disdain. 　　I watched closely what would be his next step. Impatient that I didn't give in to his charm, he boastfully took it away from the waiter's tray, walked towards me, and delivered it himself. 　　He just doesn't get the gist that I am not even one percent interested in him. I rest my back on t