lost in s p a c e

Tyler Carson. Favorite local bartender. Favorite asshole. Favorite guy all around.

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dierabel:

“ please, don’t break my heart. i am pure beauty & grace, however you broke me, ” abel muttered, shooting the brunet a glare from across the bar. his brows furrowed however at tyler’s exaggerated, it appeared, response to his judgment of the drink. “ i swear, it’s just — not that good ? ” he muttered, as he watched the other take a sip. “ okay, that explains it then. you better not fuck up this time, sir, or you will utterly disappoint me. ”

“ i am the last person capable of breaking that heart of yours, wouldn’t you say? “ he joked before thinking of what to make next, wanting to ensure that it wouldn’t cause such a bad taste in the mouth like before. it had to be an incredibly upgrade for the last drink, he owed the other that much. mixing a few things together and finishing it off with some soda he handed it over. “ alright, now have a taste of that. “

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mcndfuckcd:

“jeg har ikke tid for tåpelig spill som ekteskap. for mye drama for meg. – i like being alone, it’s nice. quiet. no one disturbs you.”

“I can’t say I don’t agree with that.”

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claracarlisle:

“yeah, yeah, of course–” the girl hums, quickly reaching into his pocket and finding the key. once she pulled her hand out with the key in it, she held it out to him. “should i just do the honors? you look a little preoccupied.”

“you’d be a gem for doing so, honestly.” he admitted while shoving a few more fries in his mouth, with the other got the car unlocked. “alright, i’ll stop being a fatass so i can actually drive us to my place.”

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claracarlisle:

clara barely had time to lift the bag before tyler snatched it out of her hands, but she wasn’t complaining– she was just thankful that they wouldn’t go to waste. “honey, do you need help?” she teased, holding out her hand for either the food or the keys, whichever he was more willing to give up.

there is no way he’s putting the food aside right now, it all tasted too wonderful for how hungry he currently is. “uh, the keys should be in my front right pocket if you want to reach in and get ‘em real quick.” he offered before taking another fry in his mouth.

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claracarlisle:

the small girl can’t help but to laugh at his lack of enthusiasm. “sounds like you had a blast.” she teased as she picked up his belongings. “yeah, let’s go. do you want the rest of my fries?” she hadn’t been able to finish the entire order herself, as usual.

“you seriously have to ask? hand ‘em over.” he pleaded before doing it himself, those fries smelt too great to not be eaten. especially after the rather long and tiring shift he just finished. as they both walked out of the bar for the evening, he fumbled to find his keys because his hands were occupied with the food in front of him.

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mcndfuckcd:

“how terrible. but, i’m never getting married, so thank god for being single and a cynic.”

“never? that’s a strong word.”

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lucywrites:

“Right, got it. I’m sensing too much confidence over here, but you’ve insulted my honour, an’ I can’t really let that slide,” the brunet raised a challenging eyebrow, his gaze fixated on what the bartender was doing. Admittedly, he was a bit of a lightweight; but the last thing he’d do was admit that. “— ježíš, you’re planning to kill me. Has anyone ever told you you’ve got a shit sense of comradeship?”

“Whatever it takes to get this drink tested, am I right?” He honestly didn’t think that one small insult would ignite that competitive side of him, but he wasn’t complaining. While adding the last splash of the ingredient, the bartender eagerly slid the prepared drink towards the other. Keeping a hopeful mind that they would love it just as much as he did. “I may have heard that once or twice in my life.”

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dierabel:

“ well, use someone else as your test panel ? i’m too young & beautiful to die, ” abel scoffed, and even though he tried to keep a straight face, there was a grin tugging onto the corners of his lips. he just watched as tyler turned ‘round to mix him a drink. his brows were furrowed slightly as he turned back with a grin, and had put down the glass in fromt of him. “ i have total faith in you, ” he muttered, before taking a sip of the drink. “ this is not bad. you’ve done better before, though. ”

“too young? yes. too beautiful? that is definitely wishful thinking.” tyler playfully rolled eyes at the other’s act. truth be told, he’s glad that abel decided to stumble into his bar tonight. he is one of the more entertaining regular that tyler sees every weekend. “not bad? NOT BAD? alright, let me see what you are working with here because i was sure that drink would be much better than not bad.” with that he stole a sip and nearly cringed at the test. “okay, i fucked that up. let me make a new one because i can’t have any customer of mine drinking that shit.”

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mcndfuckcd:

“it’s like facebook in real life, tragic thing, no? can’t believe couples are like this, shameful.”

“imagine how it’ll be ten years from now, it’ll basically be a sin if you don’t broadcast your relationship to the world.”

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claracarlisle:

clara can’t help but to laugh at man’s expression when she came in and settled onto one of the stools. “oh yes, i just couldn’t wait.” her voice is dripping with sarcasm as she pulls her hair out of its tight bun, letting it flow down around her shoulders. “busy night?” she asked, glancing up at the towering stack of glasses.

“annoyingly busy night but some chick was hosting her bachelorette party here and shit got crazy.” not that he was complaining that much, a few of the attendees weren’t all that bad to gawk at. so it made making at least over a hundred drinks that night more worth it. he finished the stack and went to gather his things that rested behind the bar counter. “ready to head out?”

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lucywrites:

“Okay, but I’ve gotta work tomorrow, and I can’t do my job right if I’m still fuckin’ hungover,” despite his words, however, Jude shot the bartender a flash of white teeth, leaning curiously in. “— if it’s gonna make me want to die, it’s a no, but otherwise…” The boy trailed off, casting the other a playful gaze. “Yeah, alright. Just promise me you’ll stop me before I try to take off my shirt and chug my weight in Coronas.”

“Your system can handle what I’m about to throw at you, unless you’re that big of a pussy then I can’t help you.” Eagerly the bartender started to prepare the drink that’s been in the works for weeks now, he had to make this perfect or otherwise the experiment wouldn’t count for anything. “Now why would I stop something as entertaining as that? I would be a horrible friend to put an end to that.”

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“—– well, fuck me. today sucked. i hate my job. tons of couples with their ‘we want a video to show everyone that we’re married!’ it’s bullshit, man.”

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“couples have a way of striking a nerve in me as well, so i get that feeling all too well. plus, it’s annoying that people can’t be together nowadays without having to socially document it.”

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lucywrites:

Finally, a free Saturday night; recently, they’ve been rarer than expected, and some little part of the brunet visibly relaxed as he walked into the bar. Sliding into a bar stool in front of the other man, Jude let the faintest trace of a smile slip onto his lips, quirking an eyebrow in Tyler’s direction. “Surprise me,” he decided easily; “ — but please, don’t let me regret it.”

He pretended to be offended by the other’s words as he thought of possible drinks to serve. “But if I don’t make you regret it then I am not doing my job right, man.” With a laugh, he figured that Jude is the perfect candidate to try the new drink that he’s been working on for weeks now. “What do you say to being my taste tester? I’m trying this new creation out and I need an honest opinion on it.”

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dierabel:

it had been rather late that saturday night, when abel finally, followed by two of his friends, strolled into the bar. they had opted for a couple of drinks after a late night study session, hence why the group headed straight for the bar. abel had to admit that he couldn’t help but grin slightly as he saw who was working. he sat down on one of the stools at the bar, leaning over slightly as he grinned at tyler. “ hmm, surprise me. i am feeling particularly daring tonight, ” he mused, “ don’t actually poison me, though. please. ”

“ but how am i supposed to practice my new drink if you want the poison on the side? “ he joked before getting an idea on just what the other needed to start the night off. an old classic of a rum and coke. while making the mixed drink and adding a splash of a surprise alcohol within in, he handed it off to the other male with a grin. “ here is a new aged rum and coke and if you don’t like it, that shit sucks for you.” 

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claracarlisle:

a large smile spread across the girl’s face when she heard his voice through the phone. “yeah, i can do that.” she hummed, glancing up at the bar across the street from where she stood. “it’s a good thing i’m still at the diner, yeah? i’ll be there in like, two seconds.” with that, she hung up the phone and quickly crossed the road before bursting into the building with a smile.

“not that you have much a choice,” he joked before ending the phone call, knowing that she’d been in the entrance of the bar in a matter of seconds. her place of work is literally right next door to here. hearing the door jingle, he looked up from stacking the freshly cleaned glasses and a very subtle smile appeared. “you must have been really eager to see me for getting here to fast.” the male teased before finishing up his last task of the night so they could properly get out of here.

[claracarlisle]

she hasn’t been off work for long– she’s had just enough time to eat an order of fries from the diner and decided that she doesn’t feel like going home. still clad in her uniform, clara searches for her cell phone for a moment before dialing the other’s phone number. “hey–” she chirps once they answer. “do you mind if i come over? i just got off work and i don’t feel like walking all the way home.”

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finishing up the last few minutes of his shift, he could feel the vibrations of a phone ringing in his jean pocket. seeing the name brought a amusing grin to his features as he finally answered it. “oh he--” before he could finish what he wanted to say, the other mustered up the reason behind why they called in the first place. “you know that shit is always cool with me, but i’m still at the bar, so come meet my here first. my shift is about to be over.” 

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The bar wasn’t as crowded for a Saturday night, not that it bothered the male in the slightest. That meant more time practicing on a new drink he is trying to invent and less time having to listen to the demands of drunk people. Just as he placed a cold beer in front of a customer, a regular walked in and a soft smile appeared. “What’s going to be your choice of poison tonight?”