A stoic expression was on Ian’s face as he mixed a drink he made absentmindedly as he stared over the bar. He looked around for someone or something that looked interesting. When he heard a fight break out, and he muttered curse words under his breath.”God fucking damn it.” he jumped walked around with an annoyed expression on his face, and he stepped in between them to break up the fight. After he did he glared at the two and said: “Do you really need to be such a drunk cliche?” Then he leads the two out and started back inside to go behind the bar.










