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✧ ★another night of drinking.
you slouched your body as you sat on the golden colored wooden stool, a small shot in the grasp of your palm. "you sure you should be drinking so much? this is your tenth shot, already.." the bartender asked, concentrated on your body movement.
you were smiling intensely as you struggled to move your body over the counter to get closer to the bartenders face. "i'm fiiiinee *hic*." you were clearly drunk as shit. luckily, you didn't have any hero work to tend to tomorrow since you were on break until wednesday. you sat back down in the stool and rolled your eyes.
"where's the *hic* hot dudes at? all i see is fat bastards with hairy faces. plus, *hic* half of them smell like *hic* shit," the bartender shook her head in annoyance with your repetitive behavior. this is the fourth time in a row that you've been to this run down bar.
the paint on the floor was chipping, many paintings from what seemed like were from the 1900s covered most of the walls, the tables were a dark oak wood color with small chairs to match, and the place was filled with lousy men. there were a few slutty prostitutes who walked in from time to time, but, they only came in to do their jobs. fuck men for money. you don't pay mind to those people, though. every day you see this one man who walks in and sits by himself.
he always has a dark colored hood on, baggy jeans, and dress shoes. he doesn't speak nor make any sort of contact with anyone. but, you were curious. for some reason, his mysterious aura drew you closer to him. but for now, you wait for his appearance at the bar again.
"*hic* aalllrightt, i'm heading out fuckers!" you shouted out, making almost more than half the bar dart their eyes towards you.
"keep it down!"
"no one cares!"
"shut your fucking mouth!!"
you stood up from your stool and wobbled your way to the exit. you opened the door slightly and turned to the crowd of drunks. "crazy *hic* motherfuckers!" you shouted before slamming the door. your body was close to giving out because of how drunk you were. fuck, this was a bad idea.
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