A Night to Remember

It burned going down his throat.

The ice clinked against the empty glass as he slammed it down, demanding another round from the young bartender. Flushed from the alcohol, his body slumped forward. The smell of smoke and that horrible skunky smell. His eyes trying to focus on the pulsing neon lights, his ears ringing from the loud music. He turned around in his stool to watch the people walk by the bar. The scantily dressed women and the men who eyed them like they were wild animals looking at their next prey.

"Here, that'll be $8" The bartender grumbled as he slid the drink down to Rowan, who gladly grabbed it and threw the money at the young man. Exact change, he wasn't gonna tip. He didn't believe in the idea of even tipping, they should be making enough and if they didn't, they should find a better job. He wasn't going to spend more of his hard earned cash on some stupid bar. He had an actual job, not some low class customer service. He grabbed his drink and resumed his people watching, watching the ladies trying to get the men onto the dance floor to dance.

This was truly was the last place he wanted to be tonight, he should be in the high class bars, slumming it up with the other people of his caliber. But no, he was stuck here, waiting for his 'friend' to swing by. She was a bit useless anyway, he was only friends with her because her father was of high status. He wanted the job at her fathers company and he got it. He always got what he wanted in the end. But now he was stuck with.. Her.

She had this.. Bubbly way of looking at life and it sickened him. Just last week, she gave up her lunch to a homeless person. Well, if that person hadn't so stupid in their choices, they would not have wound up homeless. Most homeless people were lazy or they were addicted to drugs. No use in helping them in any way. A person shouldn't really need that kind of help if they weren't lazy, she'd understand that one day when it comes to bite her in the butt.

He wasn't the nicest guy to her but for some reason she kept coming back. Maybe she thought she'd change him, HA! She'd be mistaken. Rowan was quite comfortable in the way he was, he wasn't about to change for anyone, not even her. It'd be a cold day in hell before that happened. He took a big swig of his whiskey seven before slamming it down, these damn drinks were too small. How was he supposed to be drunk enough to forget this whole night? He signaled for the bartender to get him another drink, who in turn rolled his eyes as he started making it. Rowan threw the money down as he got his drink and he got up from the bar, downing that drink as well. That was drink 5, and he was still feeling nothing! This bar sucked. It totally wasn't because the bartender was underpouring because Rowan was being an ass.

As he stood up however, he bumped into another guy. He was a tall muscular man, tattoos going up both his arms and his face scared. The drink the man had in his hand had spilled all over his chest, soaking his shirt. Rowan scowled, "Watch where you're going, beanstalk" He grumbled as he pushed past the man and his friends. He didn't even make a foot before that group grabbed Rowan and dragged him kicking and screaming into a back vip room. The other bar goers didn't even look to help the cowards. Cowards! Is what he'd yell if his mouth wasn't covered by a large calloused hand.

The man Rowan had bumped into sat down on a large plush sofa, his stare intense. The man lit a cigarette, the man's friends dragged Rowan closer and dropped him at the man's feet. Rowan lifted his head to only be greeted by a puff of smoke in his face. It burned his eyes, making him cough. He turned his head away to try and get a good breath in. The man sitting there had now crossed his legs, looking down at Rowan. "Such big talk from such a little man." The man had said, "do you realize what you had done?".

Rowan rolled his eyes, another big man on a power trip, just great. Someone will come in here soon to put a stop to it, he just knew it. "Noooo," his tone was sarcastic as he spoke, "enlighten me."