Continue On Saturdays

The gist of it is simple. I give you the start of a line/story and you continue on. This week:

The sweet scent of gardenias mingled with beer made me want to retch. I fought the urge as they looked in my direction. Were they looking at me? Or was it my wild imagination taking over again. One of the men nodded in my direction. Yep, they were looking at me. Of course it could be something as harmless as commenting on the weird girl (that be me) staring at them but chances…