there's only two ways that these things can go good or bad and how was i to know that all your friends won't hold any grudges?
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"can i get a shirley temple?" mark questioned the girl who was currently cleaning the dark counter counter of the bar. the girl looked up with an emotionless expression, making dead eye contact with the boy before going back to cleaning as she was before.
"uh, i said i need a shirley temple." mark repeated, cocking a brow at the girl who didn't even batt an eye. "heard you the first time." she said monotonously, continuing to wipe the stray liquids that had spilled on the counters.
her voice had caught mark off guard a bit, seeing how deep it was compared to the other girls at school. he was used to more high pitched voices coming from them... it was kind of weird hearing her voice being deeper then his.
"so are you gonna make it...." the boy trailed off, earning a harsh sigh from the girl. "fine fine. just direct me to the bathrooms or something." he surrendered, not wanting to piss off anyone since he knew taeyong would give him a lecture about it.
the girl thought for a second before pointing towards a hallway only a little ways away. "there, walk straight then turn right and go down the flight stairs and it'll be on the left." she instructed, watching mark nod and turn on his heal going in the direction she told him.
so it was then that she wanted to talk. typical.
"weird place for a bathroom to be." mark said to himself, walking the way the girl told him to go. he debated actually going but the embarrassment was already too much and asking where the bathroom was only to not go probably wasn't going to help. like at all.
at some point he turned right and just as the girl had said, there was a stair case. it only went down one flight and the light above was flickering, sending a shiver up marks spine.
but he went down anyways, anything to get away from all the people. and embarrassment. mostly the embarrassment.
once at the bottom of the staircase he creased his eyebrows, seeing nothing but an emergency exit and a door that said employees only.
"mark lee, naive enough to believe that this stingy ass staircase would lead to a bathroom." a quite voice behind him caused him to jump. he turned around quickly only to be sprayed in the face with something, almost immediately blacking out.
