!Bartender Evan x Wildcat | NiteOwl Saloon pt 2

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"I have my ways" he said with that cheeky smile once again, wiping away some spilled beer from the table. He then noticed the broken glass Evan was picking up, and furrowed his eyebrows slightly. "How do you deal with those guys? You know, the annoying drunks" He threw the cleaning cloth in the air, and cached it again, before focusing on cleaning the tables again. Awaiting his answer eagerly.

"Patience, really. You wouldn't believe the shit that happens here sometimes." The Canadian mused as he swept the glass onto a plate and tossed it all away. He didn't ask on what the other meant by 'I have my ways'.He was just ready to get out of this uniform and get his usual one or two hours of sleep."Are you always this helpful with people or is it just me?" He questioned as he made his way back to the counter and hoisted himself onto it, crossing his legs and huffing a relaxed sigh.

"Just you" he stated absently, while he finished cleaning the tables. He picked up a broom that stood behind the bar and swept the floor, removing all the rubbish that was scattered around it. He looked over at Evan and saw how tired he was, and was glad he sat down so he could clean the place while he rested some. "You know," he began, "I never thought the night would turn out like this" he chuckled. It's true, at first he didn't even wanted to come to this place, as he always got annoyed by the drunken guys and needy women, wanting to only use you. Tyler didn't like those types of people, so he hardly ever went to bars and other places alike. He was glad he made an exception this time, since he got to meet one of the nicest people he had ever met. He smiled a bit at his thoughts, his mind spacing out slightly.

"What do you mean?" The bartender asked, noticing the spaced out look the blonde currently wore but said nothing about. "I'm just another guy in this world— or something like that." He laughed, glancing up at the dimmed orange lights of the bar. It always left a nicer atmosphere around here. He jumped back down to the other side of the counter, removing the black vest and bowtie he wore and hanging them up mindlessly.

Tyler watched as he removed his vest and bowtie, before he answered his question. "I'm not usually the type that goes to bars and such" he answered honestly, as he continued. "I'm not that good in 'human interaction' " he said with a somewhat nervous smile, as he scratched the back of his neck. "Let's just say people piss me off easily" he then added, as he put the broom he held back to its original place, since he had cleaned the floor the best he could, and started looking around if there was anything else he could clean.

"'Not that good at human interaction' my ass." Evan joked with a small huff of laughter. "I'd have to disagree with you on that. And everyone has a little temper." He breathed out, emptying the tip jar into the register and leaning back against the counter, looking a bit disheveled. "Thanks for helping and keeping me company. I don't get that often." He grinned sheepishly as he watched the taller male.

"No problem, I didn't mind it at all" the blonde smiled. "And seriously, I'm not that good at social stuff, i'm known for anger" he chuckled, as he leaned back against the wall, enjoying the company he was in. An comfortable silence fell over the two, and Tyler just closed his eyes for a second, while he crossed his arms

"I'll make sure not to piss you off, then." Evan hummed as he moved away from the counter, shutting off a few lights before slipping on a warm jacket. He walked on over to Tyler and held a hand out. "It was really nice meeting you." He whispered, a small, tired smile playing on his lips.

Tyler opened his eyes as he heard Evans voice closer by, just to see him standing right in front of him, holding a hand out. He shook hands with the male while he spoke up. "It was nice meeting you too, owl boy " he hummed back, and gave him a cheeky smile. He let go of the guys hand and walked to the door, not before turning around one last time. "What about that tour tomorrow?" he then asked.

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