"Gimme yer strongest liquor!" A voice boomed throughout the bar from the back corner. Ashton, who happened to be the owner of that voice was obviously intoxicated. "U-um, Ash? You might wanna chill a bit." Another much more quiet voice says, obviously bothered by all the attention his brother was drawling. "Aw, calm down laddie! I'll be alright." Ashton's step brother, Anton, sighed and gave the man sitting next him back his dragon. It was a wee little one, one that could fit perfectly in your palm. He turned to face his reckless brother. "Ash, you might vanna just..tone it down a little? You're causing a scene here."
(A/N: I think i made this one like a reeaaal long time ago. Sixth grade I think. Either way its embarrassing)
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Old stories that never got finished
LosoweBasically a bunch of old stories I found in my note app that never got finished, nor do I think I am ever going to finish them. enjoy
