ˣ sports bar

@nursultan.a "K-Kygz.. Kyrgztan?" she question, her eyes are filled with curiousity like a child. For obvious reasons, maybe because Juri was never a traveler nor that she grew up from not too educated background that even the sound of the country is so bizzare to her. But her eyes lit with the same smile that she had, because the man is now more loosen up to her. Thus, she would nods, faking as if she knew where that place is and take the shot in a quick seconds. The alcohol is too strong and her face cringe immediately, not used to drink one actually. She suddenly listen to the man's words and she stares at him again, disbelief this time. " you would help me? Really?" her smile grew wider, there is nothing more than desperation for money that makes her so happy to know if she could find the job soon. "ありがと- eh! I mean, thank you! Thank you so much" her eyes again a little glassy, maybe because she is still embarassed by the small event earlier. Or maybe because she felt a sense of gratitude to the stranger that wanted to help her- something she was never offered before, help. She then fixes her beanie that she wears and her clothing that cover almost all of her skin, unlike the girls around the bar. She is more comfortable to feel cozy in the cold weather. She looks around before point out at the watch, again try to communicate with him. "uh... What time? Free time, your free time?" she tries to ask him if he would be free afterwards, because after all he is still working at this moment.

@juri.t The blairing music wasn't helping this situation any better than their obvious language barrier between the two but he did appreciate her efforts.
She was from Japan. A country he'd only heard of briefly and knew it was nestled in east Asia "I'm from krygzstan!" He shouts over the music before coughing alittle not used to shouting. He also caught on that she was a student that was looking for something part time. He was proud of himself for understanding but he felt bad for the girl who just wanted a job "mmm..i help you! Uhmm..find a job" did he finally form a sentence? He was proud and the grin on his face evident of this

@nursultan.a Her brows are furrowed in the little bundle of curiousity. For now, in this little brain of her, she just think of wether the man will understand her need of the alcohol. As he came back with the shot of tequila, her puffing cheeks turns into a smile. Almost giddy like before she muttered a small thanks to him and start drink the shot. Before she could just savagely take the whole shot, her eyes however stares at him as the male is looking at her. " hm? Country?" her eyes blinks again, it was a little confusing but her grins greeted him so he wouldn't feel embarassed or scared to talk with her. Moreover, somehow, being a foreigner herself, she feels related to this man.
" I'm from Japan! How about you? Oh- I'm a... uh study in here. So, part time jobs? Searching part time jobs" she tries to talk in the simplest english form. Her doe eyes stares at him attentively to make sure she wouldn't misintepreted anything he would say.

@juri.t All he heard was tequila and that was all he needed to hear for him to get the gist of what she wanted though the hand signs were a nice little help. Doing what he needed to do with the drink before handing it to the female across from him,more curious than annoyed. Her accent sounded just as foreign as his but alittle more..Asian? Despite him being Asian himself,most would say otherwise because of his accent being that of a typical Russian " uhm...where...country?" He tried,he really did but he couldn't find the words to ask the question, he wanted to know where she was from and why such a lady would be here

@nursultan.a Juri could only blinks her eyes in surprise as she was as well- confused by the man's action. Probably the music is too loud for him, so she shift herself up a little and shout back, not too loud but just enough so he can hear her. " Tequila! Tequila! uh.. one shot please" she could sense his accent is foreign, but her english are not the best either. Came from the japanese background, surely her asian's accent could make it difficult for him to understand. Thus, she speak with gesture. Doing her little talent of acting to drink an invisible alcohol.

@juri.t The loud music was giving him a major headache along with the smell of booze and cancer sticks but what could he do? You'd think working here for a few months you'd get used to it but that was far from his case. He wasn't in the mood to deal with bull and surely the look on his face let everyone know that. However,instead of doing his job, he was busy being nosey watching his boss and a small female converse--well the female conversing and the boss being the he was "naçar ayım(poor lady)" he murmured softly before be got back to work genuinely feeling bad for the girl.

The next second he heard a voice causing him to turn his back to the many rows of bottles and glass to face the bartop seeing the female from a few minutes ago looking defeated yet determined at the same time. The teary eyes tugging at him for a strange reason. "Hm?" He softly hummed givinf her a confused look,he only remembered the names of drinks thinking that anything else would be of great importance but her words were foreign "c-come again? " his thick Russian sounding accent yelled over the blairing music

@nursultan.a The moment I set my feet in the bar, the reeks smells of alcohol and smoke makes me cringe immediately. As I look pass the bar, I could see a few ammount of people talking loud and probably heavily drunk among themselves almost like something familiar- ah! The college life. However, I couldn't fully understand that so the little jealousy brushes off quick at the back of my mind and my feet trails away to find a particular person in charge. " Sir? Hey, Mr Henry, is that correct? I'm Juri the one that called you earlier!" my loud voice filled the air as I talked to the old man, but he seems to not interested at all but that didn't break my determination. The more I tried to persuade him, the more annoyance came to him. At last, I was at the verge of begging and yet still the old man gives me a cold shoulder.

Feeling depressed and defeated, I took a long sigh and sit on the stool. Starting up at the tall bartender that probably witnessing the whole ordeal. Heck- as embarassed as I am, the whole bar probably sees it and recognized me as a loser now. The thought had my eyes at the verge of tears but my will tells me to it up. My eyes gazes at the tall man, I gives him a smile before rub my eyes as if some random dust makes my eyes water. " Can you give me the strongest drink in here?" asked towards the male, however the quizzical looks in his eyes makes me wonder.

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