The bar, because I must be drunk already

You decide to go to the bar, at least everyone here is human and not some flesh eating monster waiting to melt your bones into candles. Sighing you take a slow drink rubbing your temples, perhaps you just fell? Maybe you'll wake up in a hospital right now.


Your train of thought is broken when you see two girls around your age stareing at you, the chestnut hair colored girl whispers to the black haired one who giggiles nodding in your direction, your actions?

The End

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