Piano Man

Five O'clock

It's five o'clock on a Saturday....

 John Egbert was at a bar, heading there for his job. No, he wasn't the bar tender, but yes he did work there. What did he do exactly? That's for him to know and you to find out! He looked behind him at the doors with a goofy smile adorning his face like always.

Regular crowd shuffles in....

 No one new. The normal crowd was there. Dave, Jade, Rose, Kanaya, Karkat, who looked like he was always dragged here, Jake, Dirk, you name them they were there. Even Claiborn! How did he get in? How was no one dead yet? No matter. John sat at the bar with a smile playing on his lips. 

"WILL YOU EVER STOP WITH THAT PATHETIC GRIN?" Karkat asked.

"Will you ever stop being so grumpy?" John asked in return. Karkat grumbled to himself as John gave an overly obnoxious and cheery smile.

There's an old man sitting next to me...

Making love, to his tonic and gin.

There was a man sitting next to John, seemingly old. Was it Jade's grandpa? He didn't know, but judging from her expression it was. He turned to him and asked....

He said son could you play me a memory...

I'm not really sure how it goes

Jake probably did

But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete...

When I wore a younger man's clothes...

John nodded, hearing his request. He went up to the stage to preform what he came for  his job.

Sing us a song, young piano man...

Sing us a song tonight.

We're all in the mood for a melody

And you've got us feeling alright.

John's music played throughout the bar, himself feeling eyes staring, feeling like daggers digging into his back. He finished, seeing the old man's face seemingly satisfied. He briefly glanced at Karkat. Was he proud? No. He was looking away. John felt a bit crestfallen. He got off the stage with a frown.