"Excuse me, please," I replied, finally able to pass through.
After a few more unsavory interactions, I arrived at the bar, and was beyond annoyed to find that there'd been another entrance on that side which would have prevented me from the catastrophe I'd just encountered.
I resisted the urge to groan as I slumped into a chair in front of the bar counter and closed my eyes.
“A glass of whiskey, please.”
The bartender laughed when he heard my voice. "Well, don't you look lovely."
I opened my eyes and looked tiredly at him. “I just fought my way through a crowd of horny men. I'm permitted to look this way, don't you think?"
“You are, you are,” he responded with a chuckle as he opened up a bottle before me. “But don't you think whiskey is a bit too much?"
I scoffed, accepting the gla
