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"God, this place is fucking boring sometimes. Like, sure, beautiful — but also fucking boring. I can't keep going to the same three bars over and over again. You got any ideas?"

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closed: @theoskrause
location: wherever king
"God, this place is fucking boring sometimes. Like, sure, beautiful — but also fucking boring. I can't keep going to the same three bars over and over again. You got any ideas?"
@theostebbins
LEANING AGAINST THE BAR, Emma was anxiously waiting until the bartender stopped chatting up one of the women on the other side and would finally return with her drink. Technically, she couldn’t really call the shot of absinthe she’d ordered a drink, but she was willing to indulge herself that she wasn’t just here for the free drinks tonight, to get marvelously shitfaced before school began and her alcohol supply was rationed.
When the bartender finally noticed Emma’s scowl and the way her eyebrow quirked up — he scuffled away to pour her drink, only to return with two of the small glasses. Before she could call him back and insist he returns the second — though only because it would give off the wrong image that she was double fisting at a Ministry function — he was gone again. Lucky for her, she found someone standing beside her.
“Want one? I think the moron has a crush — he’s been neglecting everyone else at the bar, trying to get into that poor girls’ knickers.”