@taecyeon *sits at the bar all alone, my legs cross atop a worn out bar stool as i down shot after shot - drinking away my problems like the irresponsible alcoholic that i am, but it doesn't even help anymore; i glare at the bartender as he hesitantly gives me my fourth shot of the quarter - my paranoia tells me that he's judging me, he recognizes me, that he's going to write up on some chat board that he served me today and spread rumors about how i'm a piece of trash - and i continue down my shot with these thoughts, glaring at him and i shout*
What the hell are you looking at? Give me another damn shot!
*and i carelessly toss tip money at him, more angry at myself than him - when did i even start sinking so low? i can only sigh and try to forget about it with alcohol*
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