Bouncer for a Week (3)
Day 4 of the substitute bouncer week begins. The morning and early afternoon are pretty insignificant, and there's just a continuation of conversations about food. Well, that makes my brain suffer from a form of indigestion. Figuratively, of course. As the late afternoon kicks in, however, I'm sensing trouble. Not because there's some criminal mind wanting to wreak havoc on this tavern. This troublesome moment starts when two people enter the establishment. It starts out relatively peaceful, with the two ordering some drinks after they sit on a table near the windows. And once the two chug on the drinks, that's where the sourness escalates into full-fledged warfare. “Say, how are your finances? I know you have a stable job working at a fairly large alchemy atelier.” “Yup, I do wor
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