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Drunken Nights part 2

( I finally came around to finish writing it.) 

If Eddy were petty he'd go out and get himself screwed by another man just in spite of Brett, as a way to show him the meaninglessness in what they had done. After all wasn't that what Brett was doing by going out with the cute blue eyed blond haired fan. No doubt he wouldn't even come back to the hotel tonight,since it seemed to be a ritual to have one night stands.

Maybe Eddy was a bit petty. Seething over the situation drove him to look up the nearest gay bar. He was walking alone back to the hotel anyways and it didn't seem too out of his way to check one out.

It's not like it mattered, Brett wouldn't care; He had a girl way prettier than Eddy to go get drinks with.

Eddy sighed running a hand through his hair, it really wasn't his scene but he had come this far, might as well continue with it. Perhaps he could just find someone to talk to. Surely he wasn't the only one who had fucked with their best friend then felt like an utter screw up.

" It should be around here somewhere," he murmured under his breath quietly, whilst looking around the lit streets. He was glad it wasn't some seedy part of the city, rather the downtown strip that was a straight shot to the hotel. Which would make it easy for him to scurry back once he realized how dumb this was.

Eddy lifted his eyes from his phone once he stood in front of what seemed to be a classic liquor bar, google maps said it was the place. Strange, it was more sophisticated looking than he thought it would be. It was almost classy in a sense and very quiet. It seemed like a nice place to curl up with a book... he looked around one last time then checked google to make sure it was the right place: it was.

" What am I even doing here?" Eddy quietly asked himself whilst approaching the door. He didn't particularly like socializing nor did he particularly like drinking alone so it was a rash decision at its finest.

He wasn't going to hook up with anyone he didn't know, he wasn't going to talk to strangers and he wasn't going to drink by himself, so why was he there? Perhaps it was because he simply didn't want to be in the same room with Brett's stuff. Perhaps he didn't want to lay in the same bed he got meaninglessly fucked into. It was better to be in an accepting atmosphere than to suffer the insanity of his mind.

With a deep breath and a tight grip on his violin case he walked in. It was as peaceful as it looked on the outside. If it weren't for the racks of liquor bottles he would almost think it was a coffee shop. This was a relief to his troubled thoughts. He could just buy something as an excuse to stay but actually spend his time reading, that was more of his style.

Eddy trotted up to the counter finding an empty bar stool that was further away from the rest of the quiet chatter, he gently set his case down by him where he could see it.

Admittedly his isolative nature made him seem out of place, he was the only one sitting alone amongst the small crowd of men. However, for him it was comforting to hear other people's voices even if he wasn't interacting with them.

Eddy closed the map on his phone so he could look for something to read instead that might interest him. Perhaps some manga he had downloaded? That seemed like a good option, he could get lost in a whole different world for the time being.

" You look like a puppy that's lost, what brings you here?" He heard someone tease making him startle. He hadn't heard anyone approach him.

Eddy quickly looked up and around until his eyes landed on what he assumed to be a middle aged man.

" Um I don't really know..." he murmured quietly and awkwardly, all the reasons he came to be petty, he had decided against. It really wouldn't have helped the situation if he fell through with it, only would make him feel worse. Brett's bad behavior wasn't an excuse for him to behave badly as well, " It seemed peaceful and I could use some peace right now."