[Mingle] Sunday Night, Asphodel Bar

[windupgadget]

Despite the popular draw of alcohol, the local bar didn't see much regular service. If people wanted a good time, with lots of food and karaoke, they went down to that one place down near the port, and ordered a drink there. And besides that, only a small handful bothered at all, when it felt like everybody worked every single day. Who had the time?

Except this weekend the whole town had gone off its rocker, and if there was anything all of them could use, it was an escape. Unfortunately, it was having questionable results. The later it got, the more people screamed at the games showing on the televisions, or sobbed into their cups, or just outright punched someone who looked at them the wrong way.

Too bad the staff looked too frayed themselves to bother kicking the last sort out.

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[grandvision]

"Another rum and coke." Russ pushed his glass towards the bartender and strummed his fingers on the table. The entire town had gone insane with weeping, and it was becoming an itch under his skin. He couldn't pin down a reason... every time he tried to chase a thought down, his mind seemed to go into a fog.

He hated fog.

He didn't notice Amir come up beside him.

[thronegames]

"Do you have anything without alcohol in it?" Amir asked, hoisting himself up onto the stool with little effort, though he was short. "Don't worry," he said to the bartender in a rush, "I can afford to pay."

For a moment he worried he would be thrown out, but the bartender offered him soda, and though Amir wasn't a fan of soft drinks he would take what he could get.

Especially since the orphanage was so strict.

He looked at Russ out of the corner of his eye and smirked. "You look pissed," he said almost nonchalantly, though secretly he felt like a caged animal with all of these people packed into this little space.

[grandvision]

"Hm?" Russ turned his head towards the young man. "I'm just thinking. Always a dangerous thing to do." He smiles wryly at that, intending it to be a deflection.

But the smile fades as unease continues to nag at him. Despite himself, he asks: "Do you find anything strange about this place?"

[thronegames]

Amir looked at him for a long moment, running thoughts around in his head. He had been too distracted lately to think of much of anything other than his own grief and his living situation. The world did not seem to exist beyond his own nose.

"Nothing ... in particular," he said, then chuckled, though he felt suddenly unsettled at the other's words without reason. "Other then that it is spectacularly boring and never seems to change ... " Certainly it hadn't since he had been a boy.