[ down the shot goes. eddie sticks out his tongue afterwords, shaking his head as he drops it back down onto the bartop. ]
Shit yeah. [ the atmosphere of this place already warming him up to it. the drinks don't suck. the music doesn't suck. the throws his head back and closes his eyes, taking a moment to absorb it. then he's waving down the bartender for another round - only after glancing at steve to affirm that yes, yes he can do that.
maybe should've ate more than a few slices of pizza but whatever, it's fine. oh wait look at that specialty menu. uh - okay, shots and whatever the fuck blood of satan is. yeah, yeah yeah yeah. ] Now this is my kind of bar.
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Shit yeah. [ the atmosphere of this place already warming him up to it. the drinks don't suck. the music doesn't suck. the throws his head back and closes his eyes, taking a moment to absorb it. then he's waving down the bartender for another round - only after glancing at steve to affirm that yes, yes he can do that.
maybe should've ate more than a few slices of pizza but whatever, it's fine. oh wait look at that specialty menu. uh - okay, shots and whatever the fuck blood of satan is. yeah, yeah yeah yeah. ] Now this is my kind of bar.