a normal Sunday evening at Las Nevadas' only bar. Charlie was stocking the shelves with the new alcohol he got earlier that morning from the company that supplies the bar.
12:00pm
Charlie unlocked the doors and turned the lights on
"We're open!" charlie shouted unlocking the front door
"Took you long enough" Quackity commented sarcastically to Charlie, "it's not like many people visit this place anyway"
Charlie let out a sigh then went behind the bar.
Quackity sat at one of the barstools, "give me a shot of whiskey" Alex demanded.
"alright.." Charlie was hesitant but gave Q a shot of whiskey either way.
He took the shot then paused, looked at charlie. "hand me a bottle." Quackity looked from the bottle of alcohol to charlie.
"But sir!" Charlie grabbed the bottle anyway.
"No buts." Quackity eyed the bottle charlie was holding.
charlie sighed and opened the bottle then handed it to Alex.
Quackity immediately grabbed the bottle and drank it.
"slow down!" Charlie knew quackity was going to ignore him but he spoke either way.
Quackity slammed the empty bottle on the counter and looked up at charlie.
"give me another," Quackity demanded.
"But-!" charlie stopped himself and just handed him another bottle.
12:30
"one more" Quackity was looking at charlie.
"No" charlie replied in a stern voice.
"come on. you're supposed to do as I say." quackity replied angrily.
"You're already drunk." Charlie was getting ready to leave for break.
"NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOooooooooooooooooooo" Quackity replied obviously drunk.
"forget it, ill just have to drive you home then." charlie grabbed quackitys wrist and dragged him home.
word count- 254, end of chapter one.
