Drunk New Yorker

Chapter 5

The bell dinged and I looked towards the entrance to see Jade and Jessie enter the Sewer. They both walk towards the bar and sit on the closest chairs to me.

"So Rylie, why did ask us to come here tonight?" Jessie said suspiciously.

"Oh come on! Do I need a reason to invite my friends to a bar?" I say with a smile.

"If it was a nice bar no, but your bar has the nickname 'The Sewer' for a reason." Jessie said to me. Jade was just mumbling about how she was better than the musician playing, I just rolled my eyes. The guy playing now couldn't be older than 15, and he was only here so he could get booze.

Veronica eyed us suspiciously, but a new customer kept her too busy to deal with us. "Okay, so my shift ends in 30 minutes," I say in a low tone so that Veronica can't hear me, "You see those chairs in the back?" I ask, gesturing to four chairs next to the supply closet, both Jade and Jessie nod. "When my shift is over we all walk over there and grab a chair, I'll take two, and we walk out."

"You woke us up in the middle of the night to steal chairs?" Jade asks me.

"Sorry for keeping you from your Netflix binging," I say with a fake apologetic smile.

"You should be!" Jade says before pulling out her flask and discreetly taking a swig.

"Seriously? Have you no shame." I say eyeing her bejewelled flask.

"You know the answer to that question" Jade says to me.

"Come on, give me it," I say putting out my hand.

Jade rolls her eyes but doesn't put up much of a fight and just hands me her flask, she knows the bar's policy: We see em' We take em.' You'd be surprised how many idiots try to drink from flasks.

"I have one question though." Jessie says to me after I've pocketed Jade's flask.

"Shoot."

"Why?"

"My mother's coming and if we keep our metal folding chairs she'll be complaining about her back the whole time."

"Fair enough."

Jessie, Jade, and I continue to talk, with me occasionally cleaning something whenever Veronica's looking.

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"Finally! It's 2:30!" Jessie says with relief. "Rylie, Jessie, it's time to end the debate."

"But Jessie you agree with me, right?" Jade said exasperated.

"Peaches are indeed very sexy."

"What about strawberries does not scream 'sexy' to you?" I ask Jessie and Jade.

"Can we just table this discussion and get to stealing the chairs." Jessie says to me, suddenly her eyes widen and she says "Wow, I never thought I'd be asking to steal chairs." I smirk and toss the towel I've been using to clean glasses into the sink.

"Okay, let's go." I say, walking out from behind the bar and grabbing two of the wooden chairs. No one else in the bar besides us because I'm closing. Which is good because we won't have any nosy customers or Veronicas bothering us.

Jessie easily lifts her chair, Jade on the other hand... she has quite a bit of trouble. She tries to carry the chair under her armpit but ends up dropping it. Next she tries to pick it up with two hands and somehow it still falls over.

"It's not that hard," Jessie says shaking her head.

"I am very weak." Jade says attempting to hold the chair again, and failing again.

"We can see that," I say.

Jessie walks over and helps Jade get ahold of the chair. As we begin to walk out of the bar Jessie says: "Pomegranates are much sexier than peaches or strawberries." Both me and Jade begin to argue with her. I think we all know what fruit is truly the sexiest though.

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Sorry for the short chapter ya'll.

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