The bartender still didn't look very happy. "I still don't like that sword on my premises."
"Deal with it. I'm not getting rid of it. I'll keep it sheathed, don't worry. Just gimme something strong, will ya?"
"Fine."
"Deal with it. I'm not getting rid of it. I'll keep it sheathed, don't worry. Just gimme something strong, will ya?"
"Fine."
Watches the bartender,as he fixes your strong,thing. "thinks:Bars,are ..interesting."
"You want anything?" Nick asked as the bartender slipped his "strong thing" down to him.
Sebastian looks over to you. ".surprise me." -isnt exactly sure,what they sell,or have,.-
He slid his thing down to Sebastian. "I wanna see your reaction to it." He got his own and took a small sip. "Hmm... Mm."
Picks up the drink,and takes a sip,..seems to like it,sorta.
"So?" He took another sip, wrinkling his nose.
"..it's good." Takes another sip of it.
"Glad someone likes it," the bartender hissed, frowning at Nick, who was making faces every time he took a sip.
"Just kinda sour," Nick mumbled, stirring the drink absentmindedly.
"Just kinda sour," Nick mumbled, stirring the drink absentmindedly.
"It's a change,rather than just drinking...em..nevermind.you know."
"Yeah," Nick agreed, taking another bitter sip. "Too much vodka in it though, I think."
(are we going to drink till we're drunk,or just drink like average people?) "Yeah.."
(Idk... Is there anything you wanna do?)
Nick sighed, stretching. "Do you honestly have nothing stronger?"
The bartender sighed and gave him a bottle of whiskey.
"Thanks."
Nick sighed, stretching. "Do you honestly have nothing stronger?"
The bartender sighed and gave him a bottle of whiskey.
"Thanks."
(,not really...) Sebastian takes a sip of his drink again.
Nick sighed, pouring himself some whiskey. "Want some? It's a bit better than that stuff... Why am I so friggin intolerant?"
..Sure,I'll take some..
"Here. Help yourself. I'm done." He rubbed his face exhaustedly, laying his head on the counter. "I could just go to sleep right here."
Takes the whiskey,and pours himself some.
He did fall asleep there, with his head against the counter (he really wasn't joking when he said that). His head was turned to the side, so his obsidian black hair was being flattened against one side of his face. His thin shoulders rose and fell rhythmically, and his pulse was faintly visible in his neck.
He looked a lot more peaceful when he was completely relaxed like this. Almost... Normal.
Almost.
He looked a lot more peaceful when he was completely relaxed like this. Almost... Normal.
Almost.
Sebastain takes a sip of his drink,then looks at sleeping Nick,The faint pulse on his neck,if there wasent people around,he would bite him..
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