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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/14/2016 1:15:50 AM
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[i]The Definition Of Boredom // Dojoville Bar // 7:32 PM // John "JT" Truman.
It wasn't the alcohol that helped JT cope, it was the boost of confidence that the alcohol brought and only that, for the brain of John was physically unable to get drunk. He sits on a barstool in an old west-themed pub as a merry piano riff courses through the bar and merry revellers sang their own lyrics in tables around him, but JT didn't partake in the chants. Instead he waited to see who would enter the bar next, a female to flirt with or a man to crack a joke with. [/i]
((Open to all :P ))
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[i]"Thank you," JT said as he sat and ordered a drink for both himself and the woman. "D'you have a name, or does 'Beautiful' suffice?"[/i]
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[i]She blushes slightly at the comment.[/i] "Name's Chloe. But..." [i]She looks you in the eyes.[/i] "...I wouldn't mind the second option either."
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[i]"Alright Chloe. So what's a woman like you around these parts for? You certainly don't look the 'Western gruff' type, more an 'Elegant Angel.'[/i]
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[i]She blushes a little at the 'elegant A angel' part, but otherwise ignores it.[/i] "Well, I haven't had anything good to drink in a while and I haven't really got anything better to do."
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[i]"Ahh, I gotcha. What's your favourite drink?"[/i]
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"Whiskey... Definitely whiskey."
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[i]"Aye, Jack Daniels is great. Crown too."[/i]
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"Indeed. But, seeing as I don't want to get drunk off my ass, I'll pass for now. Last time I got my hands on a bottle of it... Shit happened."
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[i]"Oh? What happened, if you don't mind me asking?"[/i]
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"Shit I really don't feel like discussing. But I bet it's not hard for you to figure it out..." [i]She takes a drink.[/i] "And, to be honest, I don't even remember half of it."
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[i]"Yeah, alcohol's a hell of a thing. Last time I got drunk... -blam!- that was a bad week."[/i]
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"It always seems that alcohol leads to either the best or the worst nights of your life. One extreme or the other."
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[i]"Mine's usually a strange combination of the two."[/i]
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"Strange as in the best become the worst?"
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[i]"Strange as in great fun but I feel horrible afterwards."[/i]
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"Horrible because the hangover or because of what happened?"
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[i]"I feel like a piece of shit afterwards usually."[/i]
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"Hm... I guess I could understand that from your perspective."
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[i]"Yeah. Just a fair warning, don't let me drink too much. I don't get violent, but a code of honour ceases to exist."[/i]
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[i]She smirks.[/i] "And who said I care about a 'code of honor'?"
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[i]"Because last I checked, you don't want to have a cowboy trying to get in your pants."[/i]
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[i]Her smirk widens[/i] "Oh? Who said?"
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[i]"General assumption. I'm forty even though I look twenty, fam."[/i]
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"And?"
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[i]"Oh jesus christ help me... You saying what I think?"[/i]
