@thedevilsbartender replied to your post: // My thought process in making a satirical Mary...
the FUCK YOU SAY about bartenders????
// I SAID THEY’RE CLICHE WANNA FIGHT ABOUT IT?
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@thedevilsbartender replied to your post: // My thought process in making a satirical Mary...
the FUCK YOU SAY about bartenders????
// I SAID THEY’RE CLICHE WANNA FIGHT ABOUT IT?
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She sat down a little heavier at the bar than usual. But she was far enough from home that she didn’t care who thought what about her. Not that she usually did but it was even easier when she wasn’t going to run into neighbors. “Whatever whisky you’ve got on the bar rail... and keep ‘em coming.” She called out to the bartender standing just a little way away.
Of all the gin joints in all the world || Joe & Faith
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There's not a lot open at three am, at least not where you can blend into the walls. On more than one occasion, Faith's walked miles through a 24 hour Wal-Mart in the middle of the night just to have somewhere to go when the bars let out. The weird things you do to get by when you're out on a job.
This case is better. The actual monster hasn't been pinned down and the crime's a gorey-ass shame but at least the motels here are cheap and the job's landed her in a city, for a change. Instead of some backwoods meth factory. Cities mean people, people mean establishments that are open all night.
Faith's holding up the far end of the bar. Been sitting there, eating peanuts for about an hour. Keeps herself facing the door while she scratches out the location of crime scenes on a freebie travel map with a red bible pencil she pilfered from a motel.
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“No…no no no…”
With a huff he takes his headphones off and tosses them on top of the laptop he’s been slouching over for the last hour or so. He pinches the bridge of his nose as though trying to stifle a migraine, heaving a loud discontented sigh. Why wasn’t this working? It never used to be so hard to just compose a song.
He felt like someone was watching him and glanced around, finding his random audience member and giving them a small apologetic smile for his mild outburst. “You ever get a vision in your head and try to replicate it but it doesn’t really pan out? Kinda what I’m dealing with right now,” he explained, regardless of whether they cared or not.
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The Lady glanced up at the man approaching her, a little smile curling her lips; It was late in the evening for unexpected clients; but a job was a job; and the prospect of the contract was enough to counteract any annoyance she might have felt at the lateness of the hour. “ good evening;” she said getting to her feet and holding up a hand to signal the tall security at her side to let the man through. “Please; do tell me what it is I can do for you.”
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“Hey, y’do mixed drinks here? Cause I could kill for somethin’ sweet.”
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Nicole had a bad childhood.
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“You ever have kids, man?”