90-drunken Undertaker x reader (part 1)

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There he was again. That man. that man with the long silver-gray hair,the long black cloak and the long black finger nails. He is the Undertaker. Everyone in London knows him, but everyone keeps his distance from him. Exept me.


He comes every night to the bar i'm working at. He always takes a glas of whiskey, has with me a smal talk,pays and goes home.


"Hello deary~" he smiles at me as he walks in.

"Hello Undertaker.The same as usual?"

"Yes please~"he says and sits down on the bar chair in font of me. I turn around and grab a whiskeyglas and the whiskeybottle, make him his drink and give it to him.

"Here"

"Thank you dearest~" he says as he takes the glas and nipps on it.


Today he is drinking more than usualy. Normaly he drinks 1-3 glases and then a glas of water to get the dizzines away. But today he drank already 5 glases and is laying across the bar counter with his upper body, his hand dangling over the edge, murbling something about a 'short earl in a pink dress' and giggles .


"Dearyyy...the world is spinning...hehehe...make it stop..."

I give him a glas of water and he drinks everything without complaining. He payed and startet stumbling to the door.

"Are you sure you can walk home alone Undertaker?"

"hehehe, don't worry deary,hehe,I can make it,hehehe..."


After he ran against 3 tables, 5 chairs, 2 times against the wall and the door I thought it would be the best if I help him home.

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