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[thechiyonosakenyc]

open to m/f/nb; Bella waiting at a bus stop to get home.

Work kind of kicked her ass hard, but she was not really complaining much about it, considering the fact that she was already out and about, ready to head home to the comforts of home, the warmth of a safe place and the rather cozy confines of her bed. It was a rather busy night, and the bar was quite packed with bar patrons whom drank, sang merriments, socialized and did a lot of things in the bar – it almost felt like a regular dive bar, if not for the rather kosher, rather blasé setting and the rather lighthearted tone the bar had. Bella was not going to complain about her work, as she headed to the nearest bus stand to wait for the last bus home. Taking a look at her phone, she looked up to a passerby as she asked them: “Hey, you gotta light?”

[thechiyonosakenyc]

It has certainly been a while since Gabe had even went to a social party or something similar along the line. But after having an invite given to him by a regular patron to come over to their shindig, Gabe found it hard to resist the invitation – mostly because nowadays he had more time to leave early from the bar and leave for other things that he liked to do back in the days when the man has more time for evening soirees. So, he actually came over to the place of interest, stumbling a little at the doorway, clad in all black: black shirt, dark faded jeans and a leather jacket, as the man ruffled his hair and looked around – the place was packed, the place was lively with people and Gabe felt underdressed a little bit as he walked into the place and headed inside, looking around for something.

[thechiyonosakenyc]

The night was still quite early even if it was slowly creeping up to eleven in the night. The bar was still as lively and as accommodating – as it should be, even with the added caveat that the bar was supposed to cater in a more blatantly sexual manner in their advances. It was pretty much a dive bar, but the marketing was not built up so forwardly in that manner that the bar itself was somewhat like a sex bar. Austin took another sip off from his glass and sat there reminiscing about a couple of things in particular, notably how he was supposed to just relax and have his own brand of fun on his own personal level. It was always the reason why Austin Holmes retreated on a vacation officially, but headed here on his own free will a couple of times already. He looked around only for his eye to catch a woman leaning on the bar, sipping her drink with a rather defeated look on her face, as he leaned back – checking out her ass as per usual. He smirked a little, as he walked up and stood there. “I know that ass.”

[thechiyonosakenyc]

“Hang on just a minute!” Zara called back as she was stumbling around looking for something to wear – being the slightly off-kilter woman that she was, she woke up with a throbbing headache and was in her bra and panties for that matter as well. Once she got the call that someone was coming up to her home via her phone, and then mumbling about too early and it was in the morning – until she heard the door unlocking and the voice calling out, Zara quickly jumped out from the bed, headache, bra and panties, bedhead and all, and tried to find something to wear that was decent. “I’m kind of naked here!” She called out, rather oblivious to that kind of connotation.

[thechiyonosakenyc]

Elle sighed when the old drunk muttered something incorrigible and headed towards the bar counter, as she shook her head. It was the usual for the old man to come over and get himself totally drunk, and usually Elle would carry him out from the bar and let him sleep it off on the couch behind the alleyway; since he was a vagrant anyways. “Well, he means no harm.” The blonde said lightly at the person once he had cleared off and Elle had showed him out from the bar. “He’s just wanting to drink his sadness away and you may have evoked a long lost memory of his wife, I think…” She added, as the blonde walked up back behind the counter as she sets the dirty glasses in the sink. “But I think nothing would go wrong. Not on my watch anyways.”

[thechiyonosakenyc]

The evening was pretty quiet as Jake ate his Chinese takeout in silence, with his only solace being the bar wrapping up early for the night. As much as the bar was popular in terms of both location, atmosphere and scenery, the bar was also home to a lot of good staffers. Most of them were already getting ready to go home considering that the boss was already telling them to close up early because he had to get the place ready for inspection later on after the renovation. Jake took that time and opportunity to get some food up as he ordered takeout and got it after a bit, sitting down at the corner and eating it while reading up on his classes for tomorrow.

[thechiyonosakenyc]

“At least the coffee is good.” Lucas commented, as he sat there sipping the mug of coffee lightly. “At one point in time I may have drank the worst coffee I ever tasted.” He added, taking another sip of the coffee in the mug in the morning, sitting in the kitchen of someone else’s home after spending the night there. “It tasted like…” He paused lightly, taking another sip as if he was remembering the memory again. “It tasted like a monkey peed in battery acid.” Lucas said, taking a slow sip and grinning at the other person. “At least this one’s just good. Just right.”