That Night At The Bar- Dnf

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-Dream POV-

"So George, are you going to tell me what happened to your face or not?" I ask looking into his eyes for a reaction. I get one as panic spreads across his facial features. He keeps quiet so I keep going, "and what about that limp that you have?"

His eye widen, shocked that I had noticed the limp he had as he walked back behind the bar. How could I not though, the only reason I had come, no matter how much I denied it in my head, was because he would be there. However when I reached the bar no one was there until a pissed off girl came walking round all of the sudden becoming all smiley when she noticed me. 

"Look, I said it was fine so let's leave it at that," he says rubbing his eyes, wincing at the pain, "please."

"Alright, ok I'll leave it be," I reply. I know he probably doesn't want to talk about it but it's not normal to be fine one minute, disappear and then come back with a face full of bruises and cuts. I was worried about him and I don't even know why, I've never met him before and yet I just want to make him feel ok.

I see him look to the side of me at the table Sapnap and Karl were at before rolling his eyes and looking back at me.

"They still at it?" I ask.

"Mhm, I can't believe he abandoned me here for a guy." 

"At least you didn't practically get kicked off of your own table," I joke, earning a laugh from George.

Time skip (not time Skeppy XD)

Me and George had been talking for a while having short conversations about random things. Karl and Sapnap had disappeared off somewhere a while ago, probably making out in some corner of the club, oblivious to the fact that people can see them

George had continued to make people's drinks while I observed from my seat, watching the way he moved his body so effortlessly as he twisted around getting everything he needed with a smile on his face the whole time. 

I sat for a minute, looking at his appearance. Everything from his brown hair that curled ever so slightly, hanging in front of his face as he looked down to make the drinks, his brown doe-like eyes that gave him the power to get water he wanted if he just looked up at someone, his slightly pink nose that was sore from him rubbing it throughout the night, then his lips that were the softest pink chapped up with lip balm that he secretly applied when there was no one apart from me at the bar. 

His black top was creased and cinched in at his waist by the black apron that was painted with delicate red details, he had black trousers that, like his top, were creased from bending down to collect drinks from the fridge under the bar. 

I could stare at him for ages, but that would be creepy so I reluctantly pull away my gaze and bring it back down to the empty glass in front of me, debating whether or not to have another drink. Before I could make up my mind liquid was filling it up again as my head snapped up to see George pouring another drink for me. 

It was clear that George didn't really like his job from the way he looked at people when serving them, if you were to just look at him once while he made the drink then you would think nothing of it but when you look at him for a while you can tell it is all an act. My job has taught me how to read people through all sorts from body language to just the look in their eyes. 

However when George poured my drink he didn't have the fake smile like usual he had a real one and it warmed my heart to see as I thanked him for the refill.

Time obviously flies by when I'm with him because before I know it people are starting to filter out and go home, drunkly stumbling around, screaming and shouting whatever random shit goes through their minds.

I was starting to get tired, it had been one hell of a night but I was waiting on Sapnap. I would've just left without him but George told me that Karl would come back so I should wait anyway. Secretly I was glad as it meant I could spend more time with George, it's crazy because I didn't even know him before tonight and I thought he was weird at first but now I've warmed up to him a bit and found I enjoy his company.

Just then Sapnap and Karl came wandering round from some other part of the club, both shit faced but happy. They made their way over to the bar, hanging onto each other for support and giggling loudly. Before he can fall over and embarrass himself I whet up and catch Sapnap leaving some money and a bit of paper underneath. I shout over a quick by to George and we walk out into the cool breeze to be met with the warm colours of dusk.

The sky was like a canvas painted with the bright colours of life with white streaks that cut through the painting like a knife. The surrounding buildings were engulfed in darkness as they awaited for their owners to come and fill them with happiness. 

I breathe in the calming atmosphere that surrounded me as we make it back to our flat. Sapnap was being the whiny bitch he usually was but 10 time worse due to his alcohol intake and I roll my eyes as he begs me to tuck him in, throwing a small tantrum when I refuse before passing out across the bed due to pure exhaustion.

Ding 

I smile to myself knowing exactly what that sound was and getting out my phone to see a message. I immediately add the contact to my phone, naming the unknown number Bar Boy :] before looking at the message he had sent.

Bar Boy :]

Thanks for the number, u overpaid by a fiver btw

I grin before typing out a reply and smacking send.

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I sat on the floor for the majority of the time I was writing this chapter-

I was so annoyed when writing this because I had ideas then I had to go to tea and I forgot all of them- :/

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