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[05 Sep 2008|01:16pm] |
WHO: Trey and BJag! Brandon
WHEN: Friday Night
WHERE: A bar in Manhattan
WHAT: Drinking...flirting...you know.
RATING: Won't be more than PG-13
Trey hated the mood he was in this week. With the show closing and his thirtieth birthday looming over head he was so depressed that even Prozac wasn't working. What he needed was some good old fashioned fun with his friends. He'd been at the bar since after the show with a couple of his castmates but they had since gone home. He'd decided he'd have one more drink and maybe flirt with the bartender before he jumped on the subway and headed back to Brooklyn.
He ordered a Siberian Husky and then leaned against the counter glancing up at the screen where ESPN was flashing today's baseball scores. Sports were something he'd never understand.
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