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Temple. I have a hundred ER trips to my 3 last names. (It's a long story.) 29/Genderfluid/Bartender

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Ivy >> Temple

Ivy: Are you gunna tellll me where you areeee..

Ivy: or are we playing hide and seek?

Temple: I just needed a drink okaayy

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Ivy >> ?

Ivy: I've lost you

Ivy: where are you?

Ivy: The last place I saw you was by the speakers... But now I'm outside by all the blow up furniture? Come find me?

Temple: shoulda kept a leash on meeee

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text--kolby

Kolby: okay first of all, MOOD about misreading yourself

Kolby: but also, everyone likes a free drink! even if you are misreading her, it's a kind gesture. and way better than just throwing yourself at her

Kolby: i'm too old for those kind of drinks :// but have one for me!!

Temple: los globos is the second gayest bar in the area and only because the dungeon is gayer because of me so idKNOW

Temple: what if they're not even a girl and im misgendering already. i'm weak to a certain brand of people and they scrEAM IT

Temple: no you're not. man i'm almost 30. yikes.

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text--juno

Juno: 😭😭😭 fine just give me some deets then

Juno: Kjehfrjsyerghud right right.....of course. I do love cocktail drinks. I'm the world's biggest lightweight when I'm downing those though

Juno: You better invite me next time you're going out :(

Temple: ugh long flowy hair and reminds me of my ex so 100% not good for me

Temple: thats why i drink them. so i dont spend too much money

Temple: this was an accident. i just don't know what to do when i'm not working.

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text--kolby

Kolby: idk, depends.. how drunk are you? just send a drink over to her and go from there!

Kolby: i don't think i have, am i missing out??

Temple: but what if i'm MISREADING HER what if i'm misreading myself

Temple: it's just GOOD like one of those drinks that you drink that taste like nothing and next thing you know youre on the toilet minding your business and you stand up and WHAM youre druuuunk

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text--mackenzie

mackenzie: i am an enabler.... you are asking to the wrong person

mackenzie: no i haven't tbh jack daniels tastes nasty

Temple: gosh dingy dang it i'm too gay for this

Temple: no it's not whiskey its uh... one of those malted drinks or whatever they call them?

Temple: like mikes hard lemonade but jacks branded

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text--juno

Juno: Omg do it!!! Do it!!!! Snap a sneaky pic 👀

Juno: Ugh I hate dark liquor I'm so weak lmaoooo but I guess I can try it some time if you insist

Temple: IT'S DARK INSIDE

Temple: queen it's not liquor it's one of their cocktail drinks

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text--?

Temple: help i'm drunk at los globos on a monday night and there is this cute GIRL and tell me not to

Temple: alsoooo have you ever had jack daniels southern citrus? i think i believe in god again

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#mood

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cassidybarnsley​:

“Wow, you’re like my own guardian angel. Saving me from drinking this god-awful booze.” Her eyes lit up as if she was being presented with some kind of incredible gift. “Is it one of those drinks that tastes like juice that gets you super fucked up, and you end up sleeping in a bathtub? Because that sounds like a dream.”

“I’ll swoop in and always save you,” Temple tells her, grin at their lips. “I can’t confirm that because you father would give me that dad look but if you do happen to wake up in a bathtub, I’ll take on for the team, always.”

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chesterbarnsley​:

Chester looked up from his book at the door opening and smiled when he saw Temple. He loved them, like one of his own, but as soon as they spoke about their job, his eyes widened a little, his face flushed and he hid behind his book.

‘I don’t know what you’re talking about,’ he said quietly. Now it clicked why he ended up in Dungeon; it was a subconscious thought because Temple worked there and they’d talked about it before. Was it really his fault that he didn’t quite understand that the place wasn’t for him and his usual attire? At least he hadn’t shown up in shorts. 

After a beat, Chester lowered the book. ‘They called me a grandpa looking man? Really?’

Temple turns to look at him, hiding behind his book, “I knew it!” they say with a laugh, pointing at him, “Warn me next time and I’ll make sure I’m working. You can’t deny that you look like a grandpa. In the best way,” they do open a tupperware and grab a lumpia, “Not that you’re not allowed in the Dungeon, because I open doors to everyone. I wish I could close them when the buttholes come in thinking they can be edgy and fight but my boss likes them because they spend money getting drunk to throw down.”

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george-emmanuel​:

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“I know, I know, I know what you’re going to say. Improv, really?” George said, scrunching up on her whole face as she put on an overly emphasized disgusted voice. “But trust me. If you haven’t watched the Middleditch and Schwartz specials yet, you are missing out. Plus, improv just has a bad rap because it’s usually comedians who are just starting out who do improv. Watching good comedians do improv is still watching good fucking comedians.” 

“The only improv I know is Whose Line but I have mad respect for those guys. I can’t think on my feet like that, but I can’t say I ever saw bad improv otherwise,” they shrug, “It takes a special person to do comedy.”

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cassidybarnsley​:

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“Don’t judge me. I’ve officially finished my second year of law school, and I’m gonna celebrate.” Another year and then it would be time for the bar exam and a future filled with paperwork and dull courtrooms. Not that she drank very often anyway, but she needed to celebrate while she still could. “This was actually a gift from one of the lawyers at my internship at the public defender’s office. It’s super cheap, but I can’t complain. It’s the thought that counts, right? You want some?” She offered up the bottle to the person next to her.

“Why do you think I’m here?” Temple asks, brandishing an unlabeled bottle of some .. pre-mix they made at work. “This shit won’t burn going down, I promise,” they offer in trade, swapping out the bottle Cass offered with their own.