Black Butterfly || Anakin Skywalker x Reader

10 - Functional Drunk

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"Alcoholism is a well documented pathological reaction to unresolved grief."

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The long day was over and Ahsoka and I were cleaning and organizing the bar area that had become a complete mess by the end of the night. It was Skywalkers lovely 'drinks on me' that gave us all headaches and made us work ten times faster to keep up with the guests.

Soon, it grew difficult trying to figure out who had already gotten their one free drink and eventually it was a free for all. But according to Ahsoka, they could afford one night of chaos without going bankrupt so we let it happen and handed out drinks like it was candy on Halloween.

So, while we made everything over here presentable for the Saturday rush tomorrow; Piett and a few of the bouncers went around the club to clean. They grabbed cups to take to the back, swept and mopped the floors, wiped down the tables, and sanitized the chairs and couches for tomorrow's use.

Skywalker had disappeared a few hours ago, but his guest, Clovis, remained the rest of the night. Him and his friends nearly drank the bar dry after ordering drink after drink - drinks that were not paid for. And despite us already trying to clean up and go home, they were still here.

Drunken laughters echoed across the room, startling both Ahsoka and I and we both almost dropped the bottles in our hands that we were trying to put away.

She snapped her gaze upstairs and if looks could kill, they'd all be in the afterlife right about now, "I'm going to tell them to leave," She aggressively set the bottle of vodka down and went to walk around the bar.

I didn't stop her, I wanted to see how this would play out, and I was hoping that I would hear something of value.

But just as she reached the bottom of the steps, Piett quickly stood in her way, "Where do you think you're going?" He asked low with a stern gaze. I couldn't see her expression since her back was now facing me, but I could tell by her body language she was irritated beyond belief that he was getting in her way.

One thing I've learned about her is she's incredibly feisty and not afraid to speak her mind. Which I would say is a good thing, but it can also get her into trouble if she's not careful with who she speaks to, especially in a city like this.

"To tell those bastards up there that we're closed, and it's time to pack it up and leave," She said as if the answer was obvious before attempting to push past him.

He gripped her shoulders to stop her, "You know you can't do that, it'll only irritate him and we don't need the trouble right now."

"Look at my face baby," She used her index finger to circle around her facial features. And I'm guessing in her angered state she didn't realize she just called him 'baby' in front of me and about four other bouncers. But they didn't seem to notice, they were too busy cleaning to even pay attention to what was going on, "Does it look like I give two shits?" She finished and tried to walk around him once more.

He sighed as he kept her in place and rubbed her shoulders soothingly, "I know you don't, but you don't want to bring heat down on your brother do you?" He asked softly with a small head tilt, "That spoiled brat up there would run to his daddy in the blink of an eye, and Anakin will get the shit end of it." He tried to calm her down and judging by the relaxing of her shoulders, it was slowly working, "Why don't you go sit in the back for a bit, take a breather." He dropped his hands down and placed them back at his sides. I could see it in his eyes that he wanted to comfort her more, but probably knew this wasn't the best time or place to be affectionate.