Post by Sora on Sept 14, 2015 11:23:43 GMT -5
It was a friday night and Sora was feeling like going out, which he does pretty much every weekend.
He would go to a bar or a nightclub and get drunk, stumble home and then sleep. It was his usual pattern.
Sora took one last inhale of his cigarette and then dropped it to the floor, placing his foot on it and stomping it into the ground, making it go out. Then, after adjusting his glasses, he pushed the door, into the bar, open and walked inside without paying attention to anything around him. The first thing that caught his eye was the bar and nothing else.
"I'll have anything with Ice please, Put it on my tab for later. Cheers, pal."
Sora's scottish accent making it obvious he wasn't from there. He ordered a few drinks and then some more, until he was beginning to get drunk. At this point he wasn't going to stop and, though he was getting pretty drunk, he probably wasn't going to go home any time soon.
He made his way out the door for another cigarette, he opened the packet and pulled one out. He then reached for his pocket to get his lighter which he couldn't seem to find. After searching around himself for about two minutes, he decided to head over to the person nearest him.
"Hey mate, you got a light on yeh?"
His scottish accent could be heard in every word.
He would go to a bar or a nightclub and get drunk, stumble home and then sleep. It was his usual pattern.
Sora took one last inhale of his cigarette and then dropped it to the floor, placing his foot on it and stomping it into the ground, making it go out. Then, after adjusting his glasses, he pushed the door, into the bar, open and walked inside without paying attention to anything around him. The first thing that caught his eye was the bar and nothing else.
"I'll have anything with Ice please, Put it on my tab for later. Cheers, pal."
Sora's scottish accent making it obvious he wasn't from there. He ordered a few drinks and then some more, until he was beginning to get drunk. At this point he wasn't going to stop and, though he was getting pretty drunk, he probably wasn't going to go home any time soon.
He made his way out the door for another cigarette, he opened the packet and pulled one out. He then reached for his pocket to get his lighter which he couldn't seem to find. After searching around himself for about two minutes, he decided to head over to the person nearest him.
"Hey mate, you got a light on yeh?"
His scottish accent could be heard in every word.
