fearless

Chapter 23: Drinks.

Chapter 23:

Drinks:

Songs Of The Chapter: The Night is Still Young- Nicki Minaj • Classic- The Knocks feat. Powers

That song describes this chapter... No joke.

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I make my way down to the pit, my eyes still trying to adjust to the normal light, and not the red and blue lights of the tattoo parlor.

My wrist is still a little red from where Tori gave me my tattoo, but it doesn't really hurt.

I pass by many drunk people in Dauntless black, kissing, drinking, smoking, dancing, and laughing, some even jumping off of ledges and showing off how well they can land on their feet- daring.

I keep searching through the various neon signs that hold the names of bars, restaurants, and stores but I can't seem the find the "Down Under" bar.

Then I walk to the side of the pit, and as I'm walking down the halls, I nearly fall into a hole in the ground.

My first thought is that it's a trap and that I'm being kidnapped again, but then I hear people chanting, laughing, screaming, and talking at the bottom of the staircase.

I take a step down the staircase; it leads downward, like into a basement of some sort. I take another step; another; and another.

I make it down into the room, and see that this isn't a prison of some sort at all. It's another bar.

I look around, and see a Dauntless man, his face piercings aglow in the dim light, and a woman wearing skimpy clothes.

She has many tattoos all over her body; I guess that's why she wore that. To show off all of the tattoos that she has. Yeah, I'm just gonna let that be the reason why in my mind.

I walk over, and see Ty sitting at a table over in the corner, eating chicken wings and checking the time on his watch.

He's all alone.

A man walks up to him and hands him another basket of chicken wings, some celery sticks and dressing, and two salads. At that time, I walk up to him.

The man leaves with his empty tray, and walks back into the double doors that lead to the kitchen.

"Hey," he says. "You're only fifteen minutes late." He adds, jokingly. "Well, it was a little tricky to find this place," I say, looking around the room, scanning faces.

"Did you not get it?" He laughs. "'Down Under' as in, 'Under the pit!'" He says, the sarcasm so obvious in his voice that even a deaf person would know that it was sarcasm.

"Okay. So maybe I didn't get it." I say laughing and picking up a wing. "May I?" I ask. "Of course, Madam," Ty says.

I take one of the barbecue wings, and take a bite. The warm, juicy sensation of the barbecue encrusted chicken makes my mouth water.

"Enjoying that?" Ty says in mock disgust when he sees my face.

"Yes." I say, putting my chicken wing down on my plate. I wipe my fingers of the sticky barbecue sauce, and pick up my salad fork.

I jab the fork into the crisp, crunchy lettuce, and fresh croutons coated in my favorite dressing - Thousand Island.

If there's one thing I've learned from my almost seventeen years in Dauntless, it's that the food in the bars is almost always the best.

I first learned that when Hunter, Olivia and I snuck into a bar when we were fourteen. Everyone was too drunk to notice that we were only children.