septipiler one shots and shorts

the bar ~part 1~

slanted is thought although some thoughts might not be.

Marks POV

i walked into that same bar. the same bar i've been going to for about a year now. "back again Mark?" the manager Amy calls from across the small room.
"as always." i replied, i'm not in the mood for talking.

i walked across the black slate to the alcohol serving bit. i sat on the wooden stool, tapping my fingers on the tiled counter top. it was quite quiet tonight and i just hoped that the green-haired irish boy would still be on his shift.

jack was always packing up as i was walking in most days, so we didn't really speak. i got here earlier than normal, in hopes he didn't finish early today.

he walked up to me. "what can i get ya today mark?" his beautiful irish accent sang through the bar.
"whiskey, please jack."
"no problem." he turned around grabbing the bottle and pouring some into a glass. his black skinny jeans really made his ass look great. the fuck Mark you idiot he's probably straight or is in a relationship stop being stupid.

he slid the glass over and i caught it, swishing it around before chugging it. i really should stop drinking. i made started talking with the hot irish boy.

"how long have you been working here?" i questioned.
"almost a year now." he said leaning against the counter. "it's kind of boring but it pays well enough. the people are nice, good area of town, just a bit lonely." he sighed sadly.
"surely not, you aren't single are you?" i said.
"that i am." he said running his place hand through his green hair.
"you could get any girl you'd like." i said, he looks straight.
"aye, umm... i'm not really into girls." he said blushing and looking down to the tiles under him. i laughed.
"it's alright, i'm not into girls either." i smiled at him. he returned it.

"so, mark, what do you do?" he said.
"i'm an engineer. it hurts my head so here is the best place to get rid of the headaches." i said. jack laughed.
"well mark, you've come to the right place." he said handing me another drink.
"thanks jack."

we talked for a while, until jacks shift was over at 11:30. "will i see you tomorrow mark?" he said walking out from behind the bar grabbing a dark green bag.
"definitely."