[ CW ] `` ... flip to page 43 of a dictionary and take the first word and run with it . ''

My Word: Chloral 
 ( I had to look up how it was used, as the definition was not helpful ) 
 
 `` Another brew please! ``, I called out to the bartender, a slender fellow pre-occupied by the hot thing at the end of the bar, yet I knew he was n't getting anywhere, at least not as far as I was going to get. 
 
 
 I slid up to the girl, my girl. 
 
 
 I knew that she would just blow me off, like any other self-respecting woman, she would see right through me, and my illusion of confidence as covering something far deeper and darker than the wood-stained cherry that my now condensing glass sat upon. 
 
 
 `` Hi there,'' I started with a smile, breaking the ice, and breaking more than just a few laws by the looks of her. 
 
 `` Hi'', she glanced right back to her glowing palm, the bane of my existance; a lifeline to get help. On the bright side, a `` Hi'' was one of the best things I've gotten in a while. 
 
 
 `` Can I buy you a drink?'' I asked, half-laughing for reasons she'll never know. `` Sure, there's no harm in that'' she replied. `` Oh how little do you know'' I thought to myself as she placed her order. A fruity martini, how perfect. 
 
 
 I casually start the conversation, asking questions I could give a shit less about, and make my move, spilling my beer on her brightly sequined top, the bubbles creating a cascade of carbonation that reflected in the neons above the bar. 
 
 
 `` Oh shit, I'm so sorry'' I lied, and handed her my napkin. `` No, thank you, but I'll just go in the restroom and clean up,'' She started towards the bathroom, swiftly turned around for her phone, and disappeared in the door that read `` Women''. 
 
 
 `` Now's my chance'' I feverishly had been anticipating this day for the past two months, fantasizing this exact moment ever since the doctor gave me the prescription that eased my insomnia, but that only awoke a deeper demon that had yet to plague the earth. 
 
 
 I broke the pill in two, powder filing out into the bottom of her rose-colored glass, I stirred it, taking care to pay attention to who was watching, and keeping an eye on the bathroom door for my blonde bombshell who was going to be ready to drop in about an hours time. 
 
 I put the bottle back into my pocket, my little friend... my partner... 
 
 She returned, smelling of beer and sweet perfume. 
 
 `` Chloral Hydrate'' I whispered to myself as she took a swig of her drink
