[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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[windupgadget]

He could probably pull her right back out into the cold, mentioning stuff like that. She doesn't even notice, knocked right out of her rambles to eye Etienne.

"-I wouldn't know, I don't play a lot." And yet the very mention instantly had her. Go figure. "Where would we get any?"

[blackshadow]

"I own some," which is why he mentioned it, though he hadn't really intended to invite some strange, drunk girl over.

But it would probably be responsible to.

"If you want to come over to my place until you sober up, we won't need to stand out in the cold..."