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“ you’ve got to be kidding me ! “ seren stops her step abruptly to glance down herself. the color of red wine starting to soak through her top, creeping down towards the fabric of her skirt. great. just … great. narrowed eyes find her opposite– something between anger and … frustration ? she was supposed to be at work right after dinner. “ seriously ?! “ she hisses, voice agitated.
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✦ ・a cigarette kept it's place between his index and middle finger, it burning mindlessly as he sat at the atop the sidewalk outside the pub where he often worked. the break was more than needed. his mind raced with tons of worry, mostly in regards to his son and it caused an anxiety like no other. the stick was brought to his mouth, he inhaled and exhaled the smoke as the burn in his throat offered some sort of comfort in the midst of his inner turmoil. “ hey, what's up ? ” he asked the newfound company to his night.
✦ ・the shop was quiet. that's how celeste liked it, content and in silence. her focus peaked in times like, able to put up stock and organize it how she preferred. her employees were taught such a system, too — a method created solely by cel. when the door's bell rang, she halted in her step and turned to face the visitor. “ welcome in ! ” a smile was given, kind and honest, as she welcomed them in. “ how can i help you ? ”
he rubs at his temples with his index and middle fingers, eyebrows riding up under the pressure of fingertips against his own skin. crap … the headache is bad. this friday morning is bad. knowing he has work tomorrow– regardless of a whole twenty-four hours still left until then … is bad too. “ mm ? “ will doesn’t open his eyes, listens ( or tries to ) but half fails “ sorry … short night. or long. however you want to see it. “ short in terms of sleep. long in terms of … what exactly had kept him in the pub until four anyway ? “ what was that about tequila in your story ? not sure i’m ready to think about it yet … “
molotov pub was always busy on a friday night and while he would have liked to have been on the other side of the bar, javon was stuck behind it serving growing numbers of customers whom were getting drunker as the night went on. but even if he was working there was no reason he couldn't have a little fun himself and he'd on two occasions managed to slip himself a shot when his back was turned away from the rest of the staff. the smell of vodka of was easily masked by the rest of the pub.
his fingers tapped against the surface as he turned his head to look to his newest customer. he narrowed his eyes, but no, he couldn't tell if they'd been drinking previously or if they'd just arrived. " tell you what, if you buy me a shot i'll give you two for free. that's not a bad deal, huh? just don't tell my boss. "
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“ go on a hike, they said, it’ll be fun… ” jack mumbled under his breath as he readjusted the straps on his shoulders and took a few steps up the trail, kicking a few loose small rocks to the side before he had chance to step on them and curse them out. it had taken him approximately twenty minutes to find himself lost, going round in circles not once but twice before he lost all sense of direction. maybe packing whiskey alongside that bottle of water hadn’t been a good idea, but he was notoriously good at making bad decisions. “ how is that shit good for anybody? ” mumbling again under his breath he kicked another rock as he stared at the ground, only stopping when he heard a faint ‘ ouch ’ in the direction he’d kicked it. “ sorry! ”
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