The shot. Another one. Another one. The clear simmering warm liquid drips down the glass. It looked like an orange yellowish color. It had that summer feeling in that cold night. His hands calloused and rough swirled the drink with his fingers. *It burned. Not just the beverage, but the stinging in his heart. Ache. Need. He needed salvation. *He could pass away- *The dragging of a bar stool was heard. Faint. Clear in his head. There they were. That one. That damn person. This person was Y/N. All credits to DREAMSMP and it's lore. Reader is gender neutral for more varied immersion. C! Jschlatt was written and played by jschlattlive. There won't be excessive use of Y/N. Art cover and writing made by anind_smasharang on IG and AF. This x reader may contain themes of: * Alcohol * Drinking/addiction * Grief * Death/Loss * Depression * Injury/light gore * Mental Illness * Politics (DreamSMP) RANKS! #490 -dreamsmp #380 -alcohol
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