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[unmakes]

hey so

i know shit's going down but i've done this solo thing way too long, i'm pretty sure i'm going actual crazy

free booze for whoever wants to come hang out with me in this shithole i've decided is totally the new bar. but i'm cutting you off if you're shitty company or try to eat me alive (this is me, pointing to my eyes and then pointing to you wiggy infected motherfuckers)

❰ incoming attachment: cometothebar.jpg. it's a map. a really shitty one with a big circle drawn around a building somewhere in the business-ish area. ❱

Comments

[circumitus]

depends on your perspective of bad. have heard that human meat tastes like veal.

haven't tried this firsthand mind you.

[unmakes]

i feel like anything i say right now can and will be held against so i'm just gonna ask: are we drinking or what

[circumitus]

yes.
we're still on.
will be there within half an hour with some food to snack on.

[unmakes]

holla

❰ when rey arrives, she'll find sally sitting on the bar-top crosslegged, a duffel bag filled with various bottles sitting unzipped a few feet in front of her. the bottle resting between her hands right now is about 3/4 empty, but it was probably not more than half-full to start with, since she doesn't look too tipsy yet. ❱

[circumitus]

[While Rey has no idea what "holla" is supposed to mean, she just shrugs, shuts off her comm, and follows the map to the bar.

[Amazingly, she makes it there with no event, and finds herself a seat before the bar-top without so much as a hello. Rude.

[After a beat, she glances to the duffle bag, then to Sally, before helping herself to the contents. Also rude.]

On a scale of one to ten, how shitty is the liquor here?