AJ Bishop (feuer_frei) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2014-01-22 00:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-10-02, aiden, emyli |
If you ain't takin' shots get the fuck out the club
Who: Aiden and Emyli
When: the Friday night shift!
Where: Anywhere But Here
If Aiden wasn't usually in a bad mood, the fact that one of his co-workers was stuck in that bloody school would do it. Every time he walked into the bar he was reminded of Rowan's absence and it just did not sit right with him. Yet another thing he was powerless to change. It only added to Aiden's already pretty strong urge to lash out at something - or rather, someone. His fingers twitched with the imminence of flame at the smallest provocation nowadays and he had a feeling it was because he knew that, after what had happened between him and James at the high school, sabotaging what they had was a self-fulfilling prophecy. Nothing he could fight against.
As was customary the Friday night shift wasn't going ahead without some booze for the bartenders. It wasn't a rule, but Aiden at least couldn't do it any other way. The sheer amount of drunken douchebags this place attracted on a night like tonight made it impossible for him to work sober. It was just shy of 10pm and he was already halfway through a bottle of tequila - the cheap stuff. The place was busy, full of varying degrees of greasy smelly customers as well as a bunch of hipsters whose custom was to take to hole in the wall type places that were "out of the norm" and make them "the place to be" over time. Or so he'd heard one of them say to the others.
It made him sick, the whole thing.