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A/N: listening to scary love & sweater weather of The Neighbourhood and apocalypse by Cigarette After Sex while writing this chapter.
Mah heart. My poor heart.
Chapter 30: scary love
COOLER
I chugged down the absinthe, closing my eyes as the alcohol ran down my throat. I let out a sigh before filling my glass once again. I usually enjoyed it in a Parisian style, savoring the sweet, diluted taste, but what I needed now was severe intoxication. I watched the green liquor in the glass, swirling around like a pretty potion.
Bodies were everywhere, dancing to the loud music thumping at my feet. Chatters filled the place, ngunit tila nasa kweba ang pandinig ko.
The bartender was kind to help me with my drink, but he was also kind enough to let me have the whole bottle. That or either I had a gun or handed him some cash.
Not quite sure though.
Naramdaman kong may umupo sa bakanteng stool sa tabi ko, but I wasted no time checking who it was.
A gun was put by my side, ngunit kasunod na nilapag niyon ay ang mga bala. The bartenders and other people at the bar panicked at bahagyang lumayo, letting their guard up as the guy beside me ordered a drink.
"Zeus," wika ng boses. "What's with the dressed ear?" Kahit siguro tuluyang mabingi ang kaliwang tainga ko, I could still hear him chew his gum so loud and annoying.
"What do you want, Ace?" tanong ko sa kanya.
He laughed as he took his whatever alcohol it was; I didn't really care. "Why are you drinking? Is that to grieve or celebrate? Well, considering you pretty much did nothing during the transaction with my Uncle and Achilles, malabong umiinom ka para mag-celebrate."
The absinthe was hitting me, that it makes me want to hit him as well. Kilala ko si Ace; he's much all talk and no walk. Kung patulan ko man siya, wala akong mapapala.
"What, no comebacks, Vander?" patuloy niya.
I opted to ignore him at sinubukang uminom ngunit inagaw iyon ni Ace mula sa akin. He took it straight, making loud, annoying throat noise.
He spat the alcohol. "Even your alcohol choice is bad, what the fuck, Zeus?"
I stared at my gloved hand. If I punch him right now, I'd get his blood or sweat on my hand, which is gross, so how about no?
Sumenyas ako sa bartender para humingi ng isang baso, then Ace suddenly got angry because I ignored him.
He pulled out a gun from god knows where he kept it other than the one he put on the side. He started firing at every corner of the bar, dahilan upang magsigawan ang naroon. In less than five minutes, the dance floor was cleared.
