(ANGST!!! This thing is REALLY LONG!!!!! 5000 words!!!)
Keith sighed as he took another shot of his 'Hot Damn'. Who knew that Whiskey, Rum, Vodka, and Orange juice went so well together? This bar was one of Keith's favorites, mainly because there's not a lot of people that come here. Today, however, was the bar's 15th anniversary, and drinks were half off. The place was crowded with drunk, high, and sex driven people. The bar was one of the few in town that allowed smoking and drug use, so Keith always wondered why it wasn't always full. While he was happy that Coran was getting so much business, all Keith wanted to do was relax without someone bumping into him or trying to get into his pants.
"Ah, there's my favorite customer! Care to explain why you're here today?" Coran asked politely.
Not only was Coran the owner of a mostly quiet bar, he was also the legal guardian of Keith's least favorite person, Allura. It's not that he hated Allura, she was really nice, but she tried way to hard to get people to like her. Unfortunately, Allura doesn't know the reason why everyone likes her. Allura's beautiful, so half of the school falls in love with her, and so did Lance.
Just thinking his name made Keith want to cry again. They were supposed to be best friends for the rest of their lives, so why did a girl have to get in the way of that? The only reason why Keith was here was because Lance decided that hanging out at Allura's party was more important than hanging out with his best friend. The party was suppose to be kid friendly, but when you have an uncle with a bar, then you know those words really mean, 'come to my house, we have booze'.
"Ya know, same as last week."
Last weeks reason was because he was bored, so might as well go with that again. Keith was happy for Lance, but did Lance always have to choose Allura? He gets it, she's a pretty girl with brains and bronze to show for it, but everytime? Coran set down a Lemon Martini, on the house, and walked over to some other customers. What was the point in liking Allura anyways? All she's doing is getting what she wants from him and then she'll throw him away. Lance is going to get his heart broken, and Keith wont be able to fix it.
Keith turned around so his back was against the bar. In one corner were the stoners, another was the completely wasted folk, and another was people doing cocaine. Anything seemed better than slowly drinking, so Keith chugged down his Martini and walked over to the high group.
Now you might be wondering, why would Coran sell drinks and let people do drugs in his bar, even when the people are underage? Coran is one of those, if you want to risk it, then go for it, kind of people. Before you step foot into the bar you have to sign a waver saying that if the cops come, then you take the fall. If you don't then... well, no one wants to hurt Coran so they've never gotten to loud in the bar for the cops to be called.
This wasn't the first time Keith has been over to this corner, so the group welcomed him by name. Keith put on a fake smile and reached over to a blunt that was being passed around. The first time Keith tried this, it was horrible, but now it felt to good to be true. Keith relaxed his shoulders and flopped down on one of the bean bags that were not occupied. Something fell onto his stomach so he looked up, noticing that the other guys and gals were now eating spicy cheetos. Now these guys were Keith's best friends.
"So, Keith, you haven't been over here for a while now. What's goin' on?"
That was Damien, the one who normally brings the pot and the one who knows everything about everyone. You have lover troubles? He's got something for that. You're really stressed about life? He's got something for that. Damiens always there for you, and so was his magical pot.
Keith sighed, throwing head back against the bean bag, "Ya know, the usual. Lance is over at one of Allura's parties and I'm here, so."
"Dude," Damien groaned, "When are you gonna learn that Lance isn't good for you. The only time I see you really happy is when you're here."
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FanfictionI love Klance soooooo much! There will be cursing, smut, angst, and other things. Warnings will be given at the beginning of each chapter. Request welcome and needed! Disclaim: Voltron does not belong to me nor does Klance. Also, the cover art and...